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[color=ed145b][h3]~Isabella~[/h3][/color][/center]
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Isabella's lit up with a level of enthusiasm that most wouldn't have seen on her before. She quickly sheathed the sword, eager to get this underway and try it. Commit to the action, right. Of course. She could do that. The spellbook said something similar - once you start, you had to commit or you might mess something up. So same principle applied here it seemed. She could do that easily enough. Oh, how should she swing it though? She had to make it look good - her brother always managed to be totally cool and also strong at the same time, so she could do it too! Wouldn't be hard.

[color=ed145b]"Hup!"[/color] She wrapped her hand around the hilt of Valiant, noticing her vision blurring slightly as she summoned whatever power from the blade Valiant would let her. She felt [i]incredibly[/i] focused - not as much as when she was practicing that magic but it was clear that Valiant could help with concentration.

[color=ed145b]"Haaa!"[/color] She drew the blade from the scabbard, some sort of battle cry ringing in her head some distance away. Odd? Something from another of Valiant's wielders? She wasn't sure, but she didn't question it for long, for Valiant was already unsheathed and met the wall with a resounding [i]boom[/i] that echoed through the hallway, a chunk of the wall chipped right off from the strike.

[color=ed145b]"E-eh?"[/color] For a few seconds, Isabella simply stared as Valiant's voice as she held him in her hand. [color=ed145b]"...I...did that?"[/color] she stared in disbelief before grinning and giggling a bit as she held the sword in front of her, not caring that Valiant had made a little jab at her. Didn't notice the armor or pain, either - or rather she was too excited to really pay it any mind.

[color=ed145b]"Oh, did you see that? Ahaha, that was great! I could even give Valora a challenge with that."[/color]