Sakamori took a deep breath. God, she hoped that this wouldn’t be a mistake.

[color=8493ca]“A simple spar. No Ritual Technology, no other weapons either. I will make sure to supervise. I won’t let anything happen to either combatants.”

“Now we could go down and find a classmate willing to have a spar with you or-”[/color]

Here came the leap of faith.

[color=8493ca]“If you don’t have any objections, I could be your opponent. I have the necessary training and qualifications to ensure that your spar doesn’t result in anything … unfortunate.”[/color]

She held her breath, fingers absentmindedly brushing over the flask in her back pocket. Dammit, why was she so nervous about this? He was just a student. She looked at him, glanced at the hands that had almost bludgeoned someone to death. She could still see the after-image of the blood splatters on his palms. She banished the image from her mind and returned her focus to retaining her calm demeanour. She wasn’t going to let this student endure his pain any longer just because she couldn’t keep her pokerface.

[color=8493ca]“Of course it doesn’t have to happen today,”[/color] she added a bit hastily, [color=8493ca]“but I would recommend that you address the problem sooner than later.”[/color]

[@Renny]