To that, my mother only chuckled before excusing herself to go get her morning cup of coffee, leaving me running out of the house back to dad so we could get started with our sparring.
Confused, he asked me why it took so long, and I gave him a lengthy explanation about my conversation with mom. After talking a bit more and my dad giving me some pointer on mana manipulation, we each took a sword and moved away from each other.
I was standing around twenty feet from my father, who was staring behind me and waving towards the house. Curious about what he was waving at, I checked over my shoulder and saw my mom sitting at the open window looking out into the yard at my father and me.
I turned around to see my father getting into a ready stance with his feet just about shoulder with, and his hands gripped around the sword not too tightly but not holding it so lightly that it would fall out of his grasp.
I got into my stance as well after seeing my fathers before he asked me, "Are you ready. I'm not going to go easy on you."
"I know your not. Let's go."
"Ok. On three."
"One"
"Two"
"Three"
After his count, both my father and I exploded forward with explosive speed. His speed came from where he made a slight divot with earth magic to push out of and myself using my improved burst spell on top of pushing with mana enhanced legs.
The world seemed to move in slow motion as I neared my father. Our swords were about a foot away from each other when I saw his foot pivot to the left. Almost instantly, I had four different scenarios speeding through my brain, him making a slightly different move each time, but they all had something in common; he would take a quick step to the left and swing at a horizontal because it would open him up too much if he did a vertical slash.
Whenever he made his step to the left, I jumped into the air assisted by burst and the mana in my legs to the point where my feet were around two meters above my father's head. He calmly tracked my movement into the air with practiced ease. That was until I activated burst again to come speeding towards him in an attack that I could only hope that he wasn't expecting.
When I activated burst, my father's face twitched just the slightest bit, proving that he indeed was not expecting me to launch myself at him like a missile. With time still feeling slowed down, I flew at my father, who now didn't have enough time to full doge, and made the decision to attempt a parry on my wooden blade.
Just as our swords collided, time seemed to catch up with itself. Everything was back to moving at its normal speed, I was able to hear all of the things that I had toned out earlier, I could feel my breaths pushing and pulling in, and out of my chest, I could feel the ground beneath my feet, but most importantly I could see the crack spanning the length of my father's sword.
After seeing that, I made up my mind and began my attack. While I wasn't bad with a sword, it appeared that my father was just barely better than me. For every attack that I launched, he would counter.
Trying to get around his guard, I let up my attack for only a moment, then launched myself at him again with burst. While doing so, I felt that somehow I had progressed the spell a bit. When I was close enough to properly attack, I took a step forward and to the left in a half lunge aiming for one of two things to happen. One to be able to strike my father and end the sparring session like that, or for him to block my sword. While that may sound counter-intuitive, I knew it would only take one more attack for his sword to break.
Just as my sword was about to strike my father's right side, he curved his body into a "C" shape. Seeing that he had opened himself up to a sweep from the side, I took my sword and pushed it with burst towards his side, moving in from where it already was by his side from my previous thrust. In a lightning-quick move, he was able to move his sword down to his right side and block my blade, but I had thought correct, and his sword broke whenever mine connected with his. The one thing I didn't expect was for my sword to keep going and strike my father in the side, sending him tumbling about five feet.
Immediately I dropped my own weapon and rushed to my father's side to check on him. Hurriedly I asked him, "Are you ok dad?!" To this, he only chuckled and said back, "You got me good on that one didn't ya you little bugger."
He grabbed my head after he said that and ruffled my hair, saying nice job. After that, though, he asked, "Did you get better at your burst spell. I wasn't expecting you to be able to push the back of your hand to give your sword speed with it, and I didn't think you could do that yet at all."
"Yeah for some reason I just felt like it would work this time I don't know why though."
Somehow I didn't notice her running towards my father and me till she was right on top of us. Concerned, my mother asked my father if he was ok, and he gave back his usual smart-ass response of how he is always ok. After that, My mother said, "How about we take a break from this and I make you two some breakfast."
Both my father and I nodded our heads, causing all three of us to laugh at the similarities between my father and me. The three of us made our way to the kitchen, and all helped make breakfast that morning, and overall having a wonderful day spending time with each other.
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