Daughters of the Sun

If it’s family, you protect. Doesn’t matter who it is, blood or not.

"Again." His voice was stern and commanding, lacking all the usual warm that he displayed. He face was a steel mask, and he raised a gauntlet covered hand at the dummy, "Hit it again, faster this time."

Her ear twitched, being the only movement that indicated any irritation she held. The young paladin turned back to her target, taking a breath before adjusting her position. He was... to her dismay, quite accurate in his words, as she caught herself adjusting her stance to its proper form. She grimaced, planting her foot firmly on the ground as she struck her target again, this time not pausing for a second strike. She tried to imagine herself on the field, tried to picture the heat of battle as she brought her weapon down, but still, this was just a dummy for Light's sake.