- Original Timeline, Inside theWitchblade...
With a hard smack, a young, teenage girl was sent crashing to the ground.
She whined instinctively and dropped the sword in her hand, instantly covering her stomach.
"How many times must I tell you, no whining. If you show weakness, your enemies will not hesitate to torment you for it. You cannot let them get inside of your head, or else the battle will become all the more dire."
The young girl lifted her head. Her porcelain skin was dotted with specks of dirt and dry blood. Her hair, soaked with her own sweat, annoyingly clung to her face and made it difficult to see.
"It's... It's too hard!" The girl complained. "What am I supposed to do when you kick me full force in the stomach, o-or cut me with your sword!"
"Well, for the former, you take comfort in knowing that I didn't stab you. As for the latter... take comfort in knowing that the artifact will heal you."
Her master smiled infuriatingly. Thea hated that smile.
