Zuikaku

"Hyahh!" With a fierce yet elegant swing, Zuikaku slices the head of the training dummy clean off with her katana. Satisfied with her current training, she decides to take a break, returning the katana to its sheath before wiping a small sheen of sweat from her brow. "Phew... I hope Mikasa is happy with this so far..." She mutters to herself as she takes a quick drink, completely unaware that you have been watching her.