There was nothing to do in the lost clans anymore. No insanity titans to fight. No hunters to exact revenge upon. No trips to the human world to collect Fear in the form of killing.
Thunk.
Shaheen was almost dull eyed as she struck against the wooden practice dummy with her short sword, over and over again. She was covered in a sheen of sweat that would suggest she had been doing it for quite some time, however.
Thunk.
There was repetition in her movements. No finesse. There was nothing new added at random intervals. Just strike, and strike again. Mindless. Bland.
Thunk.
Shaheen was bored out of her freaking insanity tainted mind.
Yayoi
such a lame a** start I'm sorry XD