On the street facing the mansion:
Ivaar was still in shock from the slap of realism that Mr. White had dealt him.
" Pull yourself together Ivaar, you're not going to act amorphous just because he said no".
"But how are we supposed to find a fight club?"
" I do not know yet, we should first find a place to sleep, it's dark already, and we'll think about it tomorrow".
"I guess you're right, we should find a place to sleep, we're not going to sleep in the street or something."
We walked away from the downtown area and headed for the neighborhood where the inns abounded. As we were going to enter an inn, after 10 minutes of walking, we were stopped by an old man in his fifties who came up from behind us.
"I overheard you and White talking, you are looking for a coach who can teach you the aura according to the way of the warrior."
" That's right, how did you hear us, were you there and followed us all the way here?
"I wasn't exactly there, a simple trick, and I was already waiting for you in front of those inns"
Damn, this old geezer scares the shit out of me.
"Mickael, he scares me, why would he wait for us."
"Don't be shy kid, I'm offering to become your Master."
"Our Master, why, why us?"
"Because I am starving to death."
This old man is not normal, he certainly has mastered aura, but there's no guarantee that he's not lying to us. He may be after our money, I only have enough to pay for the inn for a couple weeks but Ivaar has far more money than I do, it's dangerous.
"We agree to become your students, but to become your disciples you must prove yourself worthy, do you agree Ivaar?"
" All right Mickael, I follow you."
It's true I want to become their master because I'm hungry, but I simply can't let such promising kids be crushed by those morons who don't understand anything about how Aura works.
" And what about my meals?"
"Ivaar will pay for them."
"What!"
"You're the richest one, you're not going to be stingy for a few meals"
" Ha ! And get me a room for tonight we'll begin the training tomorrow. "
"Fucking hell, Mickael, you owe me one, and don't you dare fool us old man."
So we walked into the inn in order to pay for two separate rooms for tonight, one for the old man and one for us, as well as a meal for dinner. Apparently the old geezer's name is Nargomedov.
"The meal was quite good, enjoy the night, kids."
" How... He could have thanked us"
"Why are you complaining, I paid for that old man, I hope he really is an aura master."
"I hope so too."
The next day:
We had breakfast, it was already past 9am and that old fart was still not up! How are we supposed to train if he stays asleep.
"Hey kids, I hope you had enough bedtime because it's going to be a long day."
"We sure didn't get as much rest as you did."
"Stop crying, kid, let's get out of here, I'll first explain the way you'll proceed."
I was surprised that the old geezer didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the heart of the matter. We're going to get fixed on his ability to teach the aura.