Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20140829223802/@comment-5583506-20140829234243

Kashmira aggressively swinged her sword around in the courtyard. Practicing. Fighting against a seemingly invisible enemy. But in her mind the enemy had an appearance. The looks of an Imperial. An Imperial she longed to face in a real fight one day.

She made a lunge in the air and sank her sword deep into the chest of the phantom. "That one is for father!" she growled.

She then parried an invisible slash against her as her non-existent opponent continued to fight even in a dying state. She immediately chopped of the Imperial's arm. "That one is for every look the other knights give me!"

Gregorius charged against her with his last breath and she dodged him with ease and chopped his head clear off as he missed his target. "And that one is for how much I hate you!" she roared.