After 6 months of hard training, Mr Sylvester one day suddenly declared to pack up and head for something else, something different and something new. Something like a new journey.
Butterflies floated inside my stomach at his order and I was stunned the entire ride to the new place as I was both surprised and looking forward to it.
And so the new journey or rather journeys began.
I was surprised at the places he took me to. They were all very different from each other plus the all thought me something new and at the same time helped me to master my already learned moves.
As the difficulty level increased, so did my power and senses to fight it down as well. Some places were extremely dangerous and the martial arts he was teaching me God complicated and difficult to conquer, my training alongside got more rougher, more harsher and crueler as it progressed.
