• In the training field of the kingdom of Zafar is a young girl who trains among many men, and very few women. She is as strong as any of the men and can conquer the strongest of them in minutes. Her mother and father were killed by the black knight for refusing to give up their land. She trains for one purpose, to defeat the black knight and restore her family’s honor. The revenge, as sweet as icing on a cake, would make the eleven years of loneliness seem less bitter. Fifteen years old, her name Lasuka Hina.
    “HIYA!” Lasuka shouted as she swung her wooden practice sword at a burly teenage boy with curly blond shaggy hair. The swords collided and he stumbled back, barely blocking the girl’s next blow. He swings at her as she raises a dented rusty shield blocking the blow. Then gracefully tapping him on the chest.
    “Dang…” the boy growled in a friendly tone, “you win yet again.”
    “Ha! That is the fifth time this week Jaq!” she smiled evilly, her brunette hair was blown softly by a gust of wind, “you have to buy the mutton and beer!” she laughed and skipped off joyfully towards the woman’s quarters, plotting for the next weeks encounter between them. Then wondering what she would order using Jaq’s money tonight.
    “She is so insane,” Jaq said smiling and shaking his head. He had always been a decent sword fighter, but this girl always swept him off his feet and drove him out of his mind. He sighed and walked off to change.