The blood of the beast leaked out onto the frosted tipped grass, tinting it with its crimson. I took deep breaths to gather myself as I pulled my blade from its head and turned to look towards Jaq. Currently he is simply watching me. It seems that he had killed his opponent faster than I had, so he spent his free time watching how I fared. I was being assessed while I was fighting for my life.
"Well that was… unique. I can tell that you won't be able to take on 2 at once without any problems though. You need to learn how to use styles before these guy's buddies show up." He began, though I began to shrink slightly. Implying that we are going to die if I don't figure out something is fairly horrifying. Double this with the fact that Jaq has been freaking me out a bit by taking things at his own pace, I'm not exactly very comfortable… It seems Jaq has taken notice of this.
