"...huh?" I asked trying to comprehend the meaning behind those words as Mr. Renard just puts on a mischievous smile on his face.
"Wait, isn't it like swinging, sparring, and those kinds of stuff?"
"You wanted sword training right? what better way to train than to experience using it first hand?" Mr. Renard looks at me straight in the eyes like a trickster as he goes behind my back and pushing me out in the open. Because of my sudden appearance,
The wild cats stopped what they were doing and looked in my direction. Me trying to organize everything stood there unknowingly of what to do next.
"Don't worry brat, when you can't handle it, I'll come to save your sorry ass."
'This stupid sonova-"I killed my thoughts as I tried to focus on what to do. It wasn't like I was fighting for survival in a one-on-one deathmatch similar to what I did with the bear. This was just training, yeah! so I'm not in danger... definitely.
Calming my breath, I focused on what I should do. Recalling all the training I had with the sword as a Prince, Even though said training is mainly for sword fighting and not beast slaying. I drew the short sword I borrowed from Mr. Renard and readied myself whilst clearing my mind as the chimeric wildcats rushed towards me.
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Renard Fowler's pov:
"Hey, hey... are you sure this kid doesn't know how to hold a sword?" I asked Kayla as we watched the event happening before our eyes.
"Uhh.. yeah, I'm pretty sure he doesn't even know how to fight.."
This brat.. no this kid was relentless. The Spiked wild cats charged at the kid like a hungry wolf and pounced on him whilst using the spikes in its body to attack the kid. However, the kid was managing to evade the beasts with small yet precise movement.
Not only that, but the kid also counter attacks with precision in each and every strike he delivers.
Although his strikes don't seem to be too effective against the bodies of the beasts, he used his small frame to evade and collide the beasts against each other that are hurdling his way-- incapacitating both in the process.
Normally, an untrained person who hasn't used a sword before would have difficulty swinging one efficiently. This is due to having a weak grip and inflexible wrist, making the intended slashes differ from the sword slashes.
But this kid... although he often stumbles slightly as if he wasn't use to his body's movement, he was still precise and efficient in each of his attacks-- as if he's already used a sword before.
I stared in awe for the child in front of me who stepped back and tried to catch his breath. His strength and stamina may have been a problem, but he makes up for it with his critical thinking as if he was a born automaton.
After regaining his breath, the child readied himself once more, then dashed towards the remaining beasts. Although a couple of the beasts have been incapacitated, three more remained, looking furious as they charge back to the kid.
The kid, however, used his small stature to rush and slash the tendons of the beast's legs, killing its balance. Coming to a stop, the kid looked up to see another one about to mow him down.
And with no hint of hesitation, swung an arc, slitting the beast's unprotected throat. Then kicking its kneecap down, immobilizing the beast while letting it bleed to death, before distancing backward to regain his haggard breath.
Although only one of the five beast's remains, the kid looked like he was about to collapse from his tired look. Gulping down from his dried mouth, the kid steeled himself to end the bout with the final one.
To me, this was supposed to be a jok- way to observe the kid's determination and potential, but no one told me the weak-looking effeminate kid from yesterday was actually a calculating bastard! What amazing potential this kid has.
I looked at Kayla beside me, her training had been similar to this one with the exception of having to fight wolves a little bit smaller than the chimera wildcats the kid is currently fighting, she looked awestruck with her mouth wide open as she tries to observe the scene, as even she hasn't been matched up against this third-grade chimera beasts, furthermore a horde at that.
The kid, however, was losing his strength from exhaustion, while the remaining beast, looked fresh. As much as I want to play around with this kid, he'll collapse his body at this rate.
Drawing my sword, I dashed between the kid and the beast, slashing a downward arc to cleave the beast's head off.
I looked back at the kid who looked like he just run upwards a mountain, but his face looking a bit pissed as he looks at me.
"Heh.. you're good kid, but you going to need more than that to wield a sword." I tried to play it cool, as to not let this kid get too complacent. It's not as if he was THAT amazin-
"White that was amazing!" Kayla ran energetically to the kid, bringing him water to aid his exhaustion.
I wouldn't really stand for this sweet service from my angel, but I'll let it pass for now.... yeah, no.
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