Sparking stars filled her vision, complete darkness replaced momntarily by a bright flash of pain and lingering motes of light as she crashed into the floor with a thud. The bamboo paneling softened the fall, but it was the wooden sword to teh side of her skull that caused the most damage. As she laid there, she grutned and shifted, her blindfold slipping parly off of her eyes, revealing the few students that remained in the class.
The muscular student infront of her, hefting the wooden blade over his shoulder in a smork looked down to her. "Try dodging lower or back next time." He chuckled and turned to walk off to the side of the sparring mat, casually tossing his weapon in with the others as he strode off to meet with some of his friends, leaving the girl in a semi-crumpled heap on the floor, her head still swimming in pain as her eyes struggled to focus on him.
A few minutes passed and she let out a grunt of pain as she sat up, the blindfold still covering one eye as she lolled from side to side. She hated to train while blindfolded. The instructors drilled into the students that it was important, and she agreed, but surely there had to be a better way than this? Something always threw her off, like it was harder for her than the other students, but that could be same for most of the academy work, to be honest. Now, as she sat alone in the dimly lit training hall, she wondered if, perhaps, she really was not cut out for all of this.
The muscular student infront of her, hefting the wooden blade over his shoulder in a smork looked down to her. "Try dodging lower or back next time." He chuckled and turned to walk off to the side of the sparring mat, casually tossing his weapon in with the others as he strode off to meet with some of his friends, leaving the girl in a semi-crumpled heap on the floor, her head still swimming in pain as her eyes struggled to focus on him.
A few minutes passed and she let out a grunt of pain as she sat up, the blindfold still covering one eye as she lolled from side to side. She hated to train while blindfolded. The instructors drilled into the students that it was important, and she agreed, but surely there had to be a better way than this? Something always threw her off, like it was harder for her than the other students, but that could be same for most of the academy work, to be honest. Now, as she sat alone in the dimly lit training hall, she wondered if, perhaps, she really was not cut out for all of this.