Northern leaned above the window, watching as the lady moved.
Her movements were gentle…
Well, in his opinion, they felt too gentle.
'She's thinking too much…'
As much as it was very important for a warrior to articulate their thoughts during combat, especially when they are executing delicate combat styles, Northern, from experience, also felt that some things should be left to instincts and muscle memory rather than thought patterns and calculation.
Of course, his own existence was a cheat. Every reflex, every sharp, quick, and unconventional moment he had gained in this moment was a result of the link of his body to his clone.
At the early stages of his swordsmanship journey, he was no different from a squire barely able to swing a broom correctly.
