"You're actually pretty good at this, aren't you?"
Early in the morning when the sun was still about to rise, I met with Miss Rio in the outer fields of the floating islands.
With wooden swords in both our hands, we pitted against each other with pure technique and nothing else.
I pushed the blade slightly further ahead, and Rio counteracted the force by applying her own at the perfect angle.
Her body that never moved more than necessary was formidable, there was no telling what she would do next until she had already done it.
"I apologize for hiding most of my skill."
"No, I already knew you were doing that. I could tell because I am your teacher."
We both jumped back, smiled, and then charged in again. Like wind, she nimbly danced around the land as she avoided every single strike and swing.
I gripped the blade, spun it in my hand and drove it into the ground.
"Oh?"
