Show Me Your Grrrr Face

Abyss shot a stoic glance at their sister Xina, choosing not to dwell on her defiance for very long. Father was quick to correct her, as he should- he was their parent, after all. It wasn’t Abyss’ place to punish their sister for acting out.

Shifting gears, Aresenn is back to his lesson, explaining that every situation is different. Fights are unique, even against a previous foe- they might even need to relearn their enemy, given the circumstances. Abyss nods, absorbing the information like a sponge, storing it in their memory. Habits, strengths, weaknesses. They needed to know their enemies- but wasn’t it just as important to know their own strengths and weaknesses too? To inhibit their enemy from exploiting them? Food for thought in Abyss’ young mind.

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