Ronan and Aura arrived at one of the quieter Academy training grounds after class. Not the main field where most S-Class students gathered, but one of the smaller yards tucked behind the older instructional buildings. Students who wanted less attention used spaces like this when serious work needed doing.
Aura stood there already when Ronan entered, arms crossed and posture perfectly straight. She looked annoyed. Ronan could tell she arrived early. She probably wanted to see what kind of training he had in mind.
Ronan told her the rules first.
No demonic energy. No horns. No transformation. Nothing that would make anyone question what she is.
Aura looked offended that he even had to say it.
"I am not stupid enough to reveal myself in the middle of the Academy."
"Good," Ronan said, then continued.
No head strikes. No killing blows. No deliberately destroying joints. If he raised his left hand twice, she stopped.
Aura tilted her head slightly.
