Leigh
Leigh stood in the weapons shed of the nearest training ground. Her eyes moved over all the different weapons, trying to decide on what she wanted to take her frustrations out with. Landed on the wooden Katana training blades. Nodded her head and picked up a pair of them, then stalked her way over to the training ground dummies and unleashed her fury upon them.
Stood there and beat the living hell out of it, moved around it, slashing and stabbing it, performed all those moves she’d been trained how to do since she was just a tiny tot. Had taken up bladed weapon training at just 4, held her very first pair of wooden Katana blades at 4 years old, her grandfather had made them himself to match her size and had smiled when giving them to her. She’d seen him train all the time and begge
