Shock went through Brayden. She had told him seriously and, almost bravely, that she wanted to learn martial arts. Step one to growing a spine was complete but, according to Kyzsa, step two could put Brayden through a lot of pain. Her mind reeled for a moment, crunching numbers and feeling scared before something deep inside her reached out and slapped her in the face, which scared her a little more before she realized that Kyza probably wouldn't completely kill her. After all, what good martial arts master let their students just up and die. Then again, there was nothing to stop her from that now, no rules or regulations, no tournamenrt style fighting referees. She felt fear come through he again and struggled with it for a few seconds before turning to Kyza. "Wh-what kind of martial art do you p-practice?" She asked