The third body asks me to tell Master Shikans "Can you teach him how to use a sword?" As I point to the pit. To Master Shikans surprise "This can't be true, you sprouted another body!"
"Don't worry Master Shikan, it is still just me."
"If he is learning to handle the sword, I want to learn how to fight with a spear."
"Young one, there are only so many hours in the day. However, seeing as you have guts to ask me. I'll teach you."
Master Shikans goes over to the armory and pulls a wooden stick and a wooden sword from the hanger. Tossing them to us he pulls the blade from his side. "I'm only going to show you once so you better keep up"
With a sense of reverence and focus, Master Shikan began to demonstrate a sword dance. His movements were a fusion of grace and precision, as he seamlessly transitioned between offensive and defensive postures. Each step, each strike, and each parry were executed with fluidity and control. The wooden sword became an extension of his being, an elegant instrument of combat.
As we watched in awe, it was clear that this was more than just a display of martial skill; it was a form of artistry. Master Shikan's sword dance was a symphony of motion, and with each movement, he conveyed the deep connection between a warrior's spirit and the blade.
The wooden weapons in our hands felt foreign and clumsy in comparison to the master's proficiency. However, this demonstration was an opportunity to learn, to absorb the essence of swordsmanship from a true master.
The dance continued, with Master Shikan moving with the grace of a seasoned performer. His movements were a testament to years of discipline and training, and as we watched, we absorbed the elegance and precision of the sword dance. The blade cut through the air with a distinctive whoosh, a sound that resonated with the essence of martial mastery.
The third body begins emulating Master Shikan as he performs his actions mirroring everything as me and the second body watch. Master Shikan turns to me. "Good, now your turn." taking a spear off the shelf and sheathing his blade.
With those words, Master Shikan embarked on a mesmerizing display of the spear dance. His movements were fluid and precise, the spear an extension of his very being. He demonstrated intricate footwork, graceful thrusts, and evasive maneuvers that seemed almost otherworldly in their elegance. Master Shikan's feet were evenly spaced, forming a stable base. His weight was distributed across both legs, allowing for quick movement and balance. The tip of his spear was pointed at his imaginary opponent, demonstrating his readiness. The spear moved like an extension of his body. Every strike was fluid and continuous, with a mesmerizing rhythm. He could thrust, swipe, and twirl the spear seamlessly, making it difficult for an opponent to predict his next move. Each strike was not only graceful but precise. Master Shikan could aim for specific points on an opponent's body, whether it was to disarm, incapacitate, or control. His control over the weapon was evident in every motion. Footwork was essential in the dance of the spear. Master Shikan demonstrated nimble footwork, stepping in perfect coordination with his strikes. He could change his position swiftly, creating angles and opportunities to attack. The art of the spear also involved defensive techniques. He showcased how the spear could be used to parry and deflect attacks, showing that the weapon was not solely for offense but also for self-defense.The transitions between different strikes were fluid, creating a harmonious flow in his movements. He demonstrated how seamlessly one strike could lead to another, keeping an opponent off balance and unable to anticipate his actions. Even with a wooden stick, your master exhibited the same level of proficiency as if he were wielding a real spear. His skill and control were truly remarkable.
"Remember, the sword and the spear and sword are not mere instruments of destruction," he said, "They are tools that reflect your character and your resolve. Use them with wisdom and integrity."
As I observed and tried to mimic Master Shikan's movements, the art of the spear unfolded before me like an intricate dance. It was a mesmerizing display that beautifully blended both form and function. I realized that the spear was a versatile weapon, capable of being used for both offense and defense, but the key to mastering it lay in achieving the right balance and control.
With each motion, I attempted to replicate his grace and precision. My feet moved in coordination, mirroring his stance as I tried to keep up with the fluidity of his strikes. It was evident that the spear was an extension of his body, and I aimed to achieve the same connection.
After his demonstration, Master Shikan's eyes bore into me, filled with a sense of satisfaction. His approval was a validation of my dedication to learning this new art. "Now, practice these moves diligently," he instructed, and his words resonated with me. "Remember that mastering the spear requires dedication, just as with any martial art. The path of the spear is a challenging one, but it can be a powerful ally when wielded with skill and respect."
With a nod of understanding, I watched as he returned the real blade to the armory. Left with the wooden stick in my hand and my third body holding the wooden sword, I was filled with a renewed sense of purpose. The dance of the spear was a path that had been revealed to me, and I was eager to learn its every step. As we practice a couple hours pass and if on cue both skills populate into our minds.
[Skill Acquired Beginner Celestial Lance Dance]
[Skill Acquired Beginner Ethereal Blade Dance]
That's it for training today. Master Shikan presents us with a medicine ball each. Which we all quickly encapsulate. As I begin to go to sleep I can't help but watch my core, it's so pretty what a beautiful terrarium. What a beautiful glow that mushroom gives off. Watching the dirt slowly move its way into the bottle and land softly upon everything in there.