Uncomfortable

It's funny how scary habits are. 

Waking up before dawn and getting dressed before proceeding to the training room. Kali only came to be, when the knights welcomed her back.

The habits ingrained to her body are almost as natural as breathing.

"You were only back yesterday, are you going to train today?" Yurik casually said before greeting her.

"Master Yurik, aren't you curious how much I've grown?" Kali smiled and Yurik reciprocated.

They head in the middle of the training grounds. Standing on opposite sides Yurik offered a spear to Kali.

"No need." She summoned her own spear. It's colour is back to normal. Black metal stick with a silver spear tip and a darkening red ribbon swaying.

Yurik shrugged his shoulders as he tossed the spear in his hand to the side. "I am glad to see, you can use mana again, young master."

She only answered with a stare because she had no answer for it.