Lia nodded her head at the on an sitting across from her. "I hope so, it's my last chance." Clenching her fist, she finished the last of her dish with a quick tip of the bowl into her mouth. Setting the delicate thing back onto the table with a soft rattle, Lia fixed her braids and adjusted her gun holster on her thigh. At Thorntons words of prompt, she got out of her chair. Exited and eager to begin training. With her tattoos pulsing, she followed him outside into the vast back yard that hedged the forest behind the manor. Lia was unsure if the woods would still be standing when they were done. 
"Do you have a protection spell you can use?" The glass dunes of Saadia roared to life in her minds eye, causing her heart to pick up it's pace. She didn't want to begin her hopefully fruitful stay in the manor with unnecessary 
 destruction.