Smoke rose from a small crater. The ground was cracked and smoldering. Laying several feet away, shattered into pieces was the remnants of a target dummy.
"Excellent work Lady Petra. I daresay you will have an excellent showing at the Exhibition."
"Not Lady Petra. I am just Rena, professor."
"Apologies Miss Rena. Either way, you have a fine set of skills with four magical Compatibilities no less. I am surprised you chose to fight this year! Of course you are not representing any of the departments, but to put your name in the general contestant pool was not something I expected." The professor continued while analyzing the damage.
"Yes, well. I have something to prove to myself." She answered plainly, stepping over to another target.
