The Soldier matched her smile, pleased with Dee's answer. "Alright, then let's continue. Who'd like to join Dee in the circle?"
Daniel ignored the others whose hands rose or voices called out to leap forward, sword drawn. "Had much sword practice?"
"Not much." Dee stared at the weapon in his hand, heart fluttering, thinking of the katana gifted by Hamal, now lost on some backcountry road. The sword stalking towards her was a different style, and she found herself curious how it might feel in her hand.
He looked to Ainn, ensuring he had permission to continue. The trainer had already pulled a pair of practice swords for them, tossing one to Dee, then the other to Daniel as he sheathed his own. Absently, Dee nodded thanks, testing the weight of the new weapon before returning her attentio
