Aeliana stood in the training yard, the soft light of dawn filtering through the towering windows of Lucian's castle. Kael stood across from her, his arms crossed and an eyebrow raised as he watched her unsuccessful attempts to lift a heavy two-handed warhammer from the weapon rack. Her strained grunt echoed in the spacious hall as she finally hoisted it up.
"This," she said, panting slightly as she rested the massive weapon against the ground, "will help me in a fight. Look how intimidating it is!"
Kael pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaling heavily before responding. "Aeliana, choosing a weapon isn't about intimidation. It's about practicality."
She frowned, tilting her head to the weapon "But it has so much weight, won't it do more damage?"
