"AGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Cermin's eyes widened when he heard a scream nearby. It was guttural like the roaring of an injured beast.
"Ooooooffff, that sounds like someone got hurt pretty bad---"
"Focus, Your Highness."
"I am focused!" Cermin answered back---
Until a wooden dummy came to slash a sword towards him!
Cermin barely parried on time and continued to swish his sword against this magical automaton. "It's just that I'm worried someone got really injured or something---"
"That's no longer our problem. This is the Training Rooms. People are bound to get hurt if they do not train well enough."
Ronin responded plainly, holding four sets of ropes in hand.
Those ropes were actually attached to Cermin's four limbs. It was a solution for his hesitance and slow reaction speed.
Whenever he felt like Cermin was moving too, slow, he would tug at the rope before the dummy could make its attack.
