Saturday, afternoon…
Sarah is sitting on a mat, facing Master Hollow. His eyes are closed. She is not sure if he is resting, thinking, meditating, or maybe that is how he sleeps. But he is not moving.
Sarah's irritation is growing. That morning she warmed up, did some light exercise and sparred against one of four Master Hollow's disciples. The outcome was the same. No matter how fast and how precise her hits were, she was unable to defeat him.
She started wondering if they are practicing some skill for neutralizing damage to the body. That is the only explanation she came with.
Since then, they had lunch and other than that, they are sitting in silence. Sarah reminded herself to be patient. She can't rush things. If she tries to rush, that might make Master Hollow chase her away, and she is already here.
