In a room void of light, a whistling sound could be heard.
Horizontal Slash
Vertical Slash
Stab
All the moves were performed with deadly precision and almost no delay. Yet, there was that key word.
Almost.
Ignoring the dried flakes of blood on her hands and the screams echoing from her body, she repeated the set of movements.
Horizontal Slash
Verticle Slash
Stab
How many times has she swung her sword?
A thousand times?
Ten thousand times?
A hundred thousand times?
Honestly, she had stopped trying to keep count a long time ago. Without light, it was hard to keep track of how long she had been in there or the state of her body.
Since entering, the only thing she had focused on was her swordsmanship. She would also be working on her magic if not for the wall she hit.
Horizontal Slash
Verticle Slash
Stab
