Throughout the short time she's been a student at this school, this grove had quickly become one of Setsuna's favorite places on the campus. Not only was it a rather beautiful place to spend time in, but it was also great for practicing her swordsmanship. Given the nature of her quirk, she could train to strengthen it anywhere she wanted. Swinging a sword, on the other hand, was a different matter. And given that she was using her quirk specifically for augmenting her sword-fighting, she was putting more focus into improving her swordsmanship, since it didn't matter how strong or durable she made a wooden sword if she didn't know how to properly swing it around. To that end, this grove was the perfect place to practice her swings.

To the trained eye, Setsuna's movements as she performed one practice swing after another would probably seem rough, but not without potential. In other words, while she still had much to learn, she was far from a beginner and she definitely wasn't lacking in natural talent. Of course, this is why she came to Seijin in the first place. Out of all the other schools she could have gone to, it seemed like the perfect place for her to hone her sword skills and evolve them into something beyond what she would through kendo training and watching flashy samurai movies, which was what 90% of her current skills came from. So far, it was working out well enough, but she wasn't naive enough to believe that this level of skill would be enough to become a pro hero.

Either way, once she was done with her practice swings, she set her sights on a straw dummy she had set up earlier. Holding a bokken in both of her hands, she let out a sigh and activated her quirk. The changes she made were incredibly subtle, though if one were watching closely, they'd notice the "edge" of the bokken pinching inward enough to form an actual bladed edge despite the sword still being made of wood. It also seemed to grow slightly heavier, if the way her weight shifted was any indication. Facing the dummy, she steps in and delivers a powerful swing, and the wooden sword proceed to seemingly slice through, though she lacked the pure strength that would have been needed to cleanly slice through the dummy's thick wooden core.

It did manage to cut nearly halfway through, though, so it was still rather impressive; especially given that it was still, at the end of the day, a wooden sword. Pulling her sword out and letting out a sigh, Setsuna nodded, quietly muttering to herself "...well, that was slightly better than yesterday...I think I'm getting the hang of how it's suppose to feel..."