chapter hundred and thirty nine: The truth
Elliott and Alexander fought with swords for quite some time but somehow along the way it stopped being a means to hurt Alexander but to show off skills.
"If you keep leaving your belly unprotected, I might just attack it. Lower your sword just a little bit, Elliott" Alexander advised him.
Elliott lowered his sword and they continued fighting.
"You are quick on your feet, Alexander and it's great but when you turn, for a quick second a skilled fighter can seriously injure your arm. I am almost sure you got that cut on your arm because of that tiny mistake. It's dangerous, if the cut was a little bit higher, you would have bleed faster than a hunted boar"
Alexander smiled and nodded.
"Go on" He grinned.
"I just told you your weakness. What else do you want?" Elliott asked him as he feigned ignorance.
"A solution on how to overcome the weakness?" Alexander's voice was slightly raised.
