Adora's protests died in her throat. Guzma had a point. She wasn't here to fight with a sword. She.... wasn't here to train like that... was she? If she was going to take a Grand Trial, she couldn't use a sword, right?

With a sigh, she took out the Sword and handed it to Plumeria. "Keep it safe, it's all I've got." she said to Plumeria who nodded.

"Okay," she said. "You got me, Guzma. I'll be in your face all day, all night. Be ready."