The sound of a man breathing heavily as he swiftly sliced the air with his sword repeatedly echoed through the cave. It has been two days since Ren started to train Lance, and his progress was better than expected. While the two were taking a break, Ren looked at the panting Lance and asked, "what's happening with the investigation?"
"I'm sorry, master, my men are doing the best they can. At most the investigation will end tomorrow and I'll be able to present to you the b*stard that tried to kill your woman's family."
"Very well, after you're done resting continue swinging that sword I gave you. Every time you swing it, I want you to imagine that if your first attack doesn't kill your opponent then you're the one to die."
"Yes, master!" Lance held the sword given to him by Ren tightly.
"As for me, I'm going to look around the city. How about giving me some money to spend."
