Asuka strolled through the training grounds of Hanzo Academy. It had been a grueling day of training, but she wasn't about to call it quits just yet. Her whole day had been spent honing her skills, with each move sharper and more accurate than the last. Even though she was dead tired, she didn't let it show. Her master Kirya's advice played on repeat in her head, reminding her that consistent hard work was the path to becoming better.

Asuka tweaked her posture and kicked off into a flurry of lightning-fast swipes of her twin blades and kicks. Her movements were faster than the eye could follow, and she had the discipline to keep her breathing even. It was moments like these that truly tested her mettle, pushing her to stay calm and focused, no matter what was thrown at her.

But as she went through her paces, a sound reached her ears from behind. Someone else was out here, too. Her heart skipped a beat, and she paused, tuning in to the stranger's presence. She wasn't scared, just ready.

Giving a quick look over her shoulder, Asuka braced herself for whatever was about to go down.

"Who's there?"