She was clearly holding back in those spars from before… meaning she definitely learned in secret from her grandfather.
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I was at a disadvantage due to my spear being so long that she could easily close the distance and make my weapon useless.
Preferably, I would fight with my hands at this point because I didn't think I was that bad, but the old man wanted me to continue to fight with my spear, even as she closed the gap between us.
And… I wasn't about to disappoint.
I had fought knife users before, and although they were rare, I was still able to kind of grasp how they move… but Aisa was weird.
She didn't move like a regular knife user and kind of moved as if she was using a short sword while also keeping the flexibility and dexterity of the knife.
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"Damn, give me a break," I muttered as Aisa dashed in towards my chest once again, her eyes as cold as ice.
