Moichi gave a swift swing of her scimitar as she propelled forward, slicing off the top of a few tall grasses in her way and slid it back into the scabbard strapped to the back of her belt. It was another uneventful day for her. She sighed and stretched her arms, gazing up to the clear blue sky above.
Seiren had his arms folded across his chest as he leveled his eyes on Moichi. He was expecting some sort of neat training which was the only reason why he was standing there under the shade of the nearest building, but alas...He sighed and began trudging his way back towards the inner city.
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