Fight to Live. Live to Fight (Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella glared slightly at Divinious. Last she checked she was only a few years younger than the... self-isolated juggernaut. And yet she was still considered a child!?
"Your point..?" She grunted, narrowing her glare.

"Sir, what are you planning..?" The Trainer asked, raising his eyebrow as well.  

[Zahzi]

"I want these two to stay together. Have it that Atella learns from Krom." Divinious said before walking off again.

". . ."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"?!"

"Yes Sir." The Trainer nodded, before looking back at Krom and Atella.
"Well, you heard him. Krom, you're in charge of her now."

"Oh come on!!"  

[Zahzi]

Krom gave a grunt before walking into the sparring ring.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You can't be serious!!" Atella was yelling, running after the Trainer even after he walked away. "I won't be stuck with that guy!" She snapped, moments before having a door slammed on her face.

"Too bad. You are." He grunted from behind the door, before footsteps were heard walking away...

"...Oh, ******** my life..."  

[Zahzi]

Krom remained in the middle of the ring, his eyes closed as he seemed to meditate.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella then let out a small whimper, just staring at Krom as she stood in front of the door. She knew she had made a bad first impression on him with the sword incident. And she knew it would be held against her for a VERY long time...  

[Zahzi]

Krom remained silent, waiting for her to be ready.
Already, a wooden replica of his sword was in his hands.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Don't you want something... ya know, more realistic..?" Atella quietly asked as she approached the ring, picking up the one sword she could from the ground. "Like your actual sword..?"  

[Zahzi]

"A spar is not meant to be to the death." Krom replied, his eyes still closed.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Who said you had to kill me with your sword...?"  

[Zahzi]

"That is the point of a spar."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well..." Atella sighed, scratching the back of her head. "I don't think there are any wooden replicas of MY swords, so you want me to just use mine?"  

[Zahzi]

"Fine." Krom replied, waiting for her to be ready."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Uh... Heh.. Uh... Problem, sir..." Atella nervously laughed, before slowly pointing to the second blade which was still embedded in the target.