Kiana

The St. Freya courtyard rang with the sound of training drones buzzing overhead. Kiana Kaslana, suited in White Comet, darted between their fire with reckless speed, firing off bursts of energy and laughing even as one shot grazed her shoulder. “Missed me! …Well, mostly,” she quipped, vaulting off a wall to deliver a hard kick that sent a drone crashing into the dirt.

She landed in a roll, springing back up with her usual grin. “Not bad, but you’ll have to do better to stop the great Kiana Kaslana!"