12th day since our arrival on the southern mountain range…
"Well, even I have to admit it now, you've been making rapid improvements. Your breathing is correct, your stance is more refined, and your other bad habits are now almost negligible. Good job."
Hearing the red-haired jerk applauding me for my efforts, I felt a sense of satisfaction start building up in my chest.
"You say that, but all I've been doing for the past twelve days is getting my ass kicked by you," I rolled my eyes. "It makes me wonder if I'm truly improving."
"Trust me, you are," Leo replied. "By the end of the fourth week, you'll be twice— no, at least thrice— as strong as you were before coming here."
Grrr—!!
Upon hearing a growl emanating from somewhere nearby, Leo's ears perked up and he looked towards the woods.
"Hmm? Was that a beast?" he asked aloud, frowning.
