[b]Yellow of the Rebellion![/b]

There's a flicker of genuine surprise, and then genuine hurt on her face. The idea that she's hurting her students by imposing her own imperfections on them is a deep kind of horror for her, and she can't no sell the taunt. But. You are offering her a fight. Four on one, and her with only one eye. Maybe. Stay tuned. It's not [i]quite[/i] the dream she was too awkward to mention when she first met White, but it's so close she can't contain herself.

You're right. She is fatally flawed. But that doesn't make her worthless, even if you did cast her as the villain. She tilts her head and smirks as her arms spread wide to either side of her.

"What of it? What value hath an empire if it cannot forge a blade? What value hath a blade if it cannot slay its master? What value hath victory if it does not lead to defeat? This endless path I lay before you exists for one purpose! One goal! If you think you can end it, then..."

She clicks a button on her desk. The music changes. The surging tide of a climactic battle hymn turns into a static burst of raw noise. Strings on instruments both analog and electric are struck without regard for creating music as much as just venting raw aggression. And yet for all of the chaos, after a breath the pattern repeats almost exactly. There's something that might be a voice screaming under all of the noise but it's tinny and illegible.

Euna lifts a hand toward you, and Cinders shivers in the confines of her new leash. Her old master flicks her fingers in a gesture of command and challenge. The music has changed again. Strings are pulled to the point of screaming. The earlier chaos of the struck chords has become a steady, mechanical march like ten thousand stomping feet. Euna walks forward with the same inevitability, so in tune with the vibe that she feels like she's walking toward the fight from every direction at once. 

She cracks her neck and glares at you through a single, half-lidded eye. She's so dedicated to being in character, to motivating you to try your best (or at all) that she only grins for a second. What's the approach this time, Nova? How do you get the most out of your workout before Euna finishes teaching her latest lesson?