Elizabeth completely panicked, before it could escalate, Tiffaney spoke up for her.
"Ivy is just being Ivy." Tiffaney said to her father who relaxed his death glare. After a few tear filled words the Nocturne left to spend time with her parents as Tiffaney and the two girls returned to the staging area for military practical.
For non-military students, these were simple versions of the practical variants, so much so they were not even given weapons except for a single exercise to damage a large straw dummy. Running, followed by several throwing exercises and rope climbing were all that was required. When it came to the take down, several rows of straw dummies had been set up, wrapped in cloth, they were lashed to a pole with a flared base. Next to them were racks of wooden weapons for use. Tiffaney took one of the shorter ones not comfortable with such melee weapons. She did know a few moves of wrench combat, but her main goal was different.
