The Sandy Beach

Vanessa swung around, removing the ring from her finger, her sword materializing in her left hand as she dodged the blade. There was a gleam in her eye. Boy did she miss this.

Gabriel blinked, not sure exactly how to process what he just saw. It took him an extra second to regain his stance, which wasn't much, since he was never trained in any combat formally. He just tried to make himself look bigger and more menacing than he was, and in his mind, he was really big and menacing.

Vanessa snorted. "Need a little training?" She sent him a test slash towards his middle.

Gabriel hopped back. "No, why would I even want that from you, b*tch?"

Vanessa pouted. "Baby doll. Come on." She advanced forward quickly, swinging at him.