Lumian walked out with a cup of tea. "Everyone gathered here on time. Good, let's start our official training. Each of you," he pointed to the kids lined up in front of him, "will have a training catered to according your own strength and weaknesses. You guys ready," he waiting for their affirmation.
"Yes!" All three of them shouted.
Lumian finally showed his them a smile. "Good, good, first Deric, I have heard that you are very good at sword art. Would you demonstrate it," he said and tossed an iron sword to him.
Deric caught it and nodded. "I need a sparring partner,"
"Well yes, I shall be your partner," Lumian said with a cup of tea still in his hands.
Deric blinked. He waited for his master to draw his sword, but he was calmly drinking tea. "Master, your sword?"
"I don't need a sword to spar with you. You can attack all you want."
