Arcadia is swinging her bladed fan in the air as she bends to rhythms, perfecting the stances her Master taught her, she was breathing gently as she was just warming up,

"I wonder what type of punishment I'll get this time around, mother is always getting me into trouble with master Xerxes." She murmurs to herself before blocking a blade that aimed for her head. It was a standstill and she was glaring at blue orbs before she pushed the attacker back, "Is this my punishment?" Her expression is bored as she stared at him.

His deep chuckle rings in her ears, "think of it as a challenge and not...