The sword was cutting through the air, in a perfect swing, she sighed though, something felt off, perhaps it was just her. She spun around, the sword flying with it, she could make this look simple and that's not what she was aiming for, she needed knew things to turn. Flipping the sword up, she spun around, caught it, but she noticed Stilies was there, instantly she dropped it.
"Stiles?" she breathed out, then bent down to pick up the sword, "are you alright?"