Meeta took in all that the warlord said and demonstrated. She was aware of her weaknesses and strengths, it just sometimes she forgets especially not having to face danger everyday like out here. Gladiatorial combat was been a mixture of goals between survival and entertaining crowds. In the desert, it's not same, one had to become even more resourceful if you want to succeed. The former slave nodded, showing that she understood what her trainer is trying to say.
[OOC: Sorry for the delay but I finally repiled. Anyway I think another lesson would be good with me.]
