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"Any questions?" said the great General, Verturum was his name. Lan thought of speaking up and asking what exactly the advantages and disadvantages of Triticum was, but decided against it when Commander Lock said his piece. She agreed with him whole heartedly. She was wary of going into battle without proper League training, and thought that if they stood a chance, they should take the time to at least learn each others strengths and weaknesses. She wasn't exactly a planner, in fact she was more of a beserker type person and preferred running straight into battle and taking out enemies alone in her way, but she still wanted to at least know what kind of fighters the others were. Were they bold and rash berserkers? Sneaky bandit-like people? Or maybe they preferred flanking the enemy when the oppurtunity was presented and surprising them.

Regardless of her commanders "suggestions," she decided she needed more practice. She had heard a little about the dome they would face, but not enough to feel comfortable blindly rushing in and trying to win. No, she would definitely do some self training. So she went to her room, grabbed her axe and helmet, and went down to the practice field. There were a couple regular Defense soldiers training, but she kept her distance and practiced some dagger throws and maneuvers and tossed her axe around some. She loved the feeling of swinging it around and into her targets, expecially when she used her dagger along with it. Block the first attack wtih her axe. Move quick. Distract with dagger. Finish with axe. She had several variations of this for all different weapons, but this was the most basic. She smiled to herself and whispered, "Those bastards don't stand a chance."