'This is a day spa with weapons. They are actively committing high treason against Papa's orders because they think I'm too cute to sweat. This is the greatest military corruption scandal in Imperial history!'
"Yes, Sir Pyros," Seraphina replied, maintaining a perfectly straight, serious face.
She stepped up to the edge of the chalk circle.
She took a deep breath, raised her small fists into a determined running posture, and began to jog.
She did not sprint, but executed a light, bouncy, incredibly adorable toddler-trot around the ten-foot circle.
The reaction from the sidelines was that of an unhinged pandemonium.
"Look at her form!" Sir Gallahan cheered loudly, clapping his gauntleted hands together. "The kinetic efficiency is flawless! Notice how her little boots barely disturb the ash!"
