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Eventually Ember stepped around to her side and Rebel glanced her away as her teacher stopped her with some praise and questioned how it was feeling. Rebel stuck the point of the practice sword into the dirt, flexing her jaw a bit before grinning in response. "Pretty good! It's definitely using muscles I didn't even know I had, but I'm starting to get what you mean by the sword being a part of you." Rebel nodded to the reassurance Ember gave her about the time it would take to get used to the weight and movement of the weapon. It had been a while since she learned something completely new like this, but she still remembered how weird and awkward it had felt the first time she she had tried out certain fighting stances and maneuvers so this was no different. She picked the sword back up after giving her jaw a bit of a break and went back to her practice movements and swings for a little while longer, growing more confident and more experimental as she went, slowly starting to figure out her own style and trying out things to figure out what she liked and didn't like.

Eventually, Ember got her attention again and she stopped, looking Ember's way with a raised brow at the wicked grin that the princess was giving her. She didn't have to wonder what was on her mind for too long though as Ember offered to give her a target that could swing back and challenged her to a spar. A spar against the sword swinging prodigy princess huh? Well, Rebel was certainly not one to turn down a challenge! "Oh, you're on," she replied around her sword as she turned to face her newest opponent. "Don't go too easy on me. I'm a big girl, I can take a hit." As long as they were fighting with practice swords she could at least. She settled into a defensive stance, keeping her posture loose enough that she could be ready to dodge or block whatever Ember hit her with first. "Come at me, princess."

"Rebel Klein"