"That doesn't mean anything other than you've been lucky. Either that or you're opponents were incredibly weak" She informed him, moving closer to the boy. She looked him over and gave a nod of approval. "I am. And you are my fathers latest little gladiator" she responded with a smirk.
walking over to where the weapons were held, she pulled out a small case which she knew to hold a set of small knives. drawing one she let it fly at lightening speed, the metal finding home in the dummy's forehead. "Has he told you about the great Spartan empire yet?" she asked playfully. "Started training you to fight lions?"