After a few hours Mack opened his eyes and a headache came to salute him.
"Ahhh my head"
Putting his hands on his face, he felt the pain increase a bit.
"Hey old man, did you hit me?"
[That is for you to learn how to properly respect your ancestors]
~sigh~
Mack could not bother himself arguing with him. That old man was crazy.
[Are you done crying?]
"Yeah Yeah"
Said Mack, looking around to see where he was.
The place seemed a penthouse in one of those fancy hotels that Mack saw on tv dramas when young.
Looking to his right, Mack even saw a pool made of glass that spanned a few meters.
[Lets go, I have something to teach you]
"You? Why?"
[Because I'm bored, and seeing you with two swords and not having a clue how to use them makes me want to cry every single moment]
"So, you are going to teach me how to use two swords? And why the heck you keep talking on my head, I can see you right in front of me!"
