The teen nodded, his words made a lot of sense, putting them into practice was another thing, trusting the force entirely in a saber fight against a hostile opponent, almost seemed like tossing a coin. But then that was the difference between a novice and a master she guessed.
"Aboslutely" she smiled as she activated the training saver against and began blocking the bolts. This times she made herself concentrate on not concentrating and imagined the relaxation exercises she has gone through as a child in order to stabilise her moodswings. Crashing waves sprayed water on her face and her arms moved in the breeze around her body.
This detachment was incomplete as her mind still perceived the droids and their bolts, but it was helping her movements become more fluid. She relaxed as she blocked them getting faster and faster, stepping out of the way of several blasts. Yuri felt a stone whip across her arm, kicked up in the waves and it caused her relaxation to falter again. Then a second one hit her cheek and she was back in the room, thinking about what she was doing and beginning to lose her timing again. A few more moments passed and
Kahlil Noble
stopped the drones, she was certain she had gone longer this time, but perception if time was very difficult during combat, particularly if you were deliberately trying
not to pay attention.
"Any better, Master?" she was out of breath and casually reached for her water bottle to meet her in the air telekinetically. She took a big drink on it and smiled again.