"Again!"
The woman shouted, determined.
"Who are you trying to impress?" The question arose.
"Don't mess with me! Take me seriously, mother!" Aaralyn said, completely enraged as her shadows began to consume the entire training arena.
"You're thinking about that boy, aren't you?" She questioned, noticing that Aaralyn was far too angry to be 'just training.'
Aaralyn charged forward with her daggers, disappearing and reappearing from beneath Kaalindra's shadow, who barely moved.
With a wave of her hand, a barrier of fire appeared, preventing Aaralyn from crossing it.
"Control," she commented.
"You're getting weaker every day with this pathetic obsession," Kaalindra said, as she manipulated the flames around her, transforming them into several energy blades.
