"That one too! I want to learn that!" I scream as I jump up and down in awe.
So cool! The sword looks like it's cutting through thin air, like it's just a bolt of lighting striking down on the wind.
"I want to learn that!" I repeat with glee.
"One at a time. First learn the basics before you move on to the more complicated techniques. How many times do I have to tell you that?" he says in his usual, gruff tone.
He puts down his sword and wipes the sweat from his brow.
I stomp my feet in defiance.
"Eh, but I already know the basics. See? How many times do I have to repeat them until you let me learn more? I'm ready to learn the cooler stuff," I retort.
He merely laughs at my comment.
