Gun shots were fired, blades were slashed and gladiators fell effortlessly to the ground. As the girl tested her abilities in front of the seven individuals, they were standing by at the sidelines judging her skills.
"What training level is she on now?" The blue Paladin questioned Coran.
"Currently, she is on...level six." Coran said to which Lance playfully nudged Keith's arm.
"Heh. You better watch out mullet, she's about to beat your score." He bragged nonchalantly to the already aggravated male, all while adorning his same old cocky grin.
"Shut up!" Keith replied quickly and quietly with, continuing to watch the fighting female.
"Hya!" She huffed out slightly before slashing another one of the Altean gladiators. Fighting these things only reminded her of her time spent with the Galra empire. Always putting her up against others just for the amusement and entertainment of the Galra.
"Ugh!-" She groaned painfully as she was hit with the gladiator's spear, falling her knees towards the ground. She felt something trickle down her face, she quickly brought her hand up to the corner of her mouth and wiped away what she could only presume to be blood, as the gladiator took another swing at her before she could check. She jumped out of the way of their gladiator's spear, breathing heavily as she did. She then smirked as she saw the white knight charge at her relentlessly, pressing the small buttons down on her blade, the handles of her kukris transformed and stuck together when she brought the two blades together, now forming a glaive.
"Whoa!" Pidge exclaimed with heaps of excitement in her voice, quietly though however.
"How impressive. I wonder how she acquired such an functional weapon." Coran pondered, pressing his finger and thumb against his chin.
"It's also a gun." Lance said.
"By golly! I must ask her about it after she finishes sparring." Coran exclaimed.
Now sporting a glaive, the girl began to once again easily take down the gladiators around her. Hitting it once with the left side, once again but with the right side, then thrusting the glaive upwards, knocking the gladiator in its chin. Finally that one was down, (Y/n) panted heavily, taking a quick breath before another gladiator had approached her, sweat coming off her brow.
"She certainly is skilled in combat." Shiro beamed while looking upon the girl with an impressed expression. Keith only hummed, unamused with the situation, still only focusing on the girl's fighting. Shiro noticed this and suddenly, an idea sparked inside his mind. He walked over to the princesses side and whispered his thought into her ear. Her face lit up with excitement, she agreed with his thought and suddenly stopped the gladiator simulation. Everybody else in the room, aside from Shiro, all gazed upon the Princess in confusion.
"Princess, why'd you stop the simulation?" Coran asked quizzically.
The blue-eyed Princess giggled slightly due to the black Paladin's idea before answering,
"I think to make this a bit more interesting for everyone, I propose that you Paladins will face off against (Y/n)." Shocked faces filled the room once again.
"Princess, you want us to go against her?" Pidge questioned wearily.
"Yeah, um, I don't think I'm up f-for that." Hunk nervously assessed, looking back at the already fighting female.
"C'mon guys, we can take her." Keith confidently challenged the girl's skills, glaring at her once again however, this time with a small, cocky looking smile.
"Um, hello, do you need a reality check? Weren't you just watching her?" Lance asked sarcastically.
"Yeah-her skills were pretty mediocre at best." Was the red Paladin's only response.
