"I don't think he will, not at first anyway," Sasha observed with a thoughtful smile. She looked at Viral knowingly, placing her hands upon her hips and chuckling. "He's not going to admit it to you, but... Being honest? Most of our forces are pretty lousy. More and more people are joining now and there's not a whole lot of us to train them." She nodded her head back in Ricken and Leto's directions, each of whom were carrying on with their own fights... That being each other. A lot of angry banter from her brother and nonsensical, pseudo-philosophical wisdom from Leto. Shrugging her shoulders with an exasperated smile, Sasha laughed and shook her head. "You're already way better than they are, one's full of himself and the other's a clod. You're the best teacher we can hope for with the new recruits. Well... I'll be helping too, though I can't do weapons training, just basic martial arts."

Placing her fists together, knuckles pressed together, Sasha bowed again to Viral. "If it's alright... May we continue? I won't use magic anymore, and I can certainly change how I'm fighting if its boring you. Korian's teaching weren't the first lessons Ricken and I had, we know more than that." He agreed, thank goodness, she'd hate to leave their lesson on such a poor note. Rolling her wrists she slowly approached Viral, staring up at his face. Faking a thrown punch she ducked beneath his own, grabbing his back and pulling herself around him, throwing an arm around his chest and using herself as a point of leverage, lifting him and flipping him over herself. As soon as his feet touched the ground again she kicked high, stopping centimeters from his face, smiling at him excitedly. Definitely different from Korian's standard fare. "There's more to it than that, of course, but most of it involves twisting and striking rather... Painfully. And if it's all the same I don't want to accidentally hurt you."