"One…two…three...four…five…"
Arthur picked up a small towel to clean the sweat that had gathered on his face as he trained. He only used his sword outside the academy because he didn't know how to control its power yet…heck he didn't even know the sword's power. Until then, it was late-night training in the woods.
'This sucks.' He grumbled and sat on a bottom of a tree he had just severed while mastering his swings. He picked up a book and stared at the page he had left open. It talked about swordsmanship and how one should hold onto the sword as they fought; it mainly focused on the basics of every common sword style, but he was looking for something different since he was soon getting promoted out of section 6 or 8, depending on who he was going to face off in the exam.
