Practice Grounds

A blue beam shoots down out of the sky, materializing into two people, a blonde woman and a male tiefling. Electra smiles at Fayyaad.

"Here we are." The place is a rather good-sized clearing with a small meadow that's been shorn short, probably from Electra's weapons fire. Around the edges, some of the dead trees have been blasted off short by weapons fire, while others have numerous bullet holes in them. The entire clearing is roughly 100 meters by 100 meters, in a roughly square shape. Beyond the dead trees at the edges, larger trees hem the space in, looming over the area. It's quiet and peaceful here, with just a hint of breeze to stir the grass.