[B]Gratia Mindaro - Combat Class[/B]

She would not have described a fight as a dance. It was not a particularly relevant comparison to her. Still, the Mistralese Huntress understood the intention and wishes conveyed. Get it done. Get it out of the way. Establish for herself a solid foundation for her reputation here at Beacon Academy. Her fists tightened within the pockets of her coat. She was ... ready for this. The undercurrent of excitement flowed through her veins, but she clamped down on it. Not now. Later. She would embrace it later.

"[color=66cd00]Very well,[/color]" she replied, giving Cian a slight nod.

They would begin now.

Quietly, she relished in the opportunity.

It was ... cathartic.