Nora's POV:
Thud!
A sound resounded as the sword slipped from Nora's hand.
"Your mind seems to be somewhere else," her opponent and good friend remarked, lowering her weapon. Hearing those words, a wry smile appeared on Nora's face as she replied, "Seems like it."
"Why don't we continue our spar later?" her friend, Trina, suggested, her characteristic light smile adorning her face. With her blackish-blonde hair falling across her face, and her red eyes fixed on Nora, she awaited her response.
"Maybe that's a better idea," Nora agreed as the two of them began to make their way out of the sparring room. The room was filled with other members engaged in training, and many of the men's eyes were fixed on Nora. Her beauty seemed to radiate even more with the slight perspiration that covered her body.
