Spelunking

As if the hike through redwater rocks couldn't be considered training, Modesty led the young warriors past the lushly populated entrance and deeper into the cave and caverns, down and down they went until light was just a distant memory. She bade the children to take a seat and give their eye some time to adjust before she began to lay out the lesson before them.

"Sometimes, you may lose your reliance on sight. An enemy might throw sand in your face, or attack your eyes. Just like Pythia, this might become your reality." An ear flicked atop her head, taking in the way water dripped from some great height in the distance, the minute scratching and rustling of nesting bats somewhere in the distance. "sight isn't the only skill you might rely on. What else do you think you might use to keep yourself alive in a fight where you no longer have use of your eyes?"

"speech"