Dan Ya cried out in pain as Training Head's sword connected with her flesh. The sharp sting of the impact sent shivers down her spine, but she refused to give in. She pushed herself up, her eyes filled with defiance.
"You're strong, more than I imagined," Training Head chuckled, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. "But you're still too weak."
With renewed vigour, Dan Ya charged at him, her sword a blur of motion. But Training Head was too quick, too skilled. He effortlessly parried her attacks, his movements fluid and graceful.
"You need more," he said, his voice low and menacing. "More strength, more endurance, more... submission."
"THUD"
"THUD"
He delivered two shots to her thighs, causing Dan Ya to fall to the ground again. Training Head enjoyed this, taming her into submission.
He paused, his eyes boring into hers. "And you need to learn to control your desires."
