[Suzerain of Sheol]

"I favor a defensive style with the smallsword," Astra answers her, treading over where Koyani and Lyndsi had been practicing. "Of course, in actual battles, I rely primarily on my spellcraft to catch the opponent off-guard, but I won't employ anything so underhanded against you, my lady."

She unbelts her rapier and sets it down gently, considers removing her jacket, but thinks better of it. Even with wasters, any blow from this woman will risk cracking bones, and the scant padding it provides is better than nothing. Not that she intends on being struck.

"I figure the arming sword should be amenable for us both, wouldn't you say?" She collects two such wooden stand-ins from a nearby rack and tosses one to Godiva, testing the (somewhat poor) balance of hers in the other hand. Waiting on her opponent, Astra does a few stretches to limber up, thankful that her wound isn't acting up today.