Snippet #1627915

Alana threw a knife with much vigorous adrenaline at a moving target, the knife hit on bullseye.

Sighing she looked up at the sky in the open training ground she was on, not many people came here which is what she liked. Every target in front of her had been pulverised by Knifes, cut in half by her kicks or mangled due to her punches and Alana didn't feel up to replacing them for the next person.

Just as she walked up to a target to retrieve a knife she noticed a change in the wind, it made her wonder what was happening with the commotion she had witnessed before, perhaps it had calmed down now.

It was then that she heard a crunch of footsteps, quickly Alana spun on her heels crouching with the knife in a defence position when she saw Dylan. Immediately she relaxed her posture and straightened half smiling "I see you found me then. Was everything alright or is there more trouble to be expected among the delegates? I don't get involved with such politics, but its seems Midnight is growing a few enemies no?"