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"Yes sir," Cerebra nodded, moving a few steps back. She really did wonder if she was ready. Fencing weapons were easy and manageable. Thin and light unlike swords. She held one when she was younger, her father's but she could barely hold it and accidentally cut her fingers. She even sliced a guards' unprotected toe by accident.

"Have you seen my father?" Cerebra asked him before getting ready. She moved to her position. A strong stance with her knees bent and arms straight, "I haven't seen him for awhile,"