It was definitely no stretch to say that Erchanhardt had not had this much trouble in learning something in a great many years. This was all well beyond his area of expertise, this degree of finesse in such high speed movement totally alien to him. He loved it. This struggle, this genuine effort, it was something he had not faced in such a very long time.
"I am beginning to understand, yes. Well enough, at the very least, that I will be able to practice without needing your correction, I think. Though of course I will always welcome it if you feel so inclined."
He gave her a small smile at that, stretching himself as was simply the natural order in these things.
"I suppose it is my turn to take the role of teacher, hm? It would be quite rude of me to simply go home now."
Chuckling quietly to himself, Erchanhardt took a seat on the ground, crossing his legs and gesturing to the spot across from himself. While martial arts and techniques were of course vital, it was as he had told Yugiri before. Fundamentals were crucial in all things, and he simply could not teach her anything in the realm of the physical until the metaphysical, the philosophical, had been conveyed first. When she did sit, he would simply look into her eyes, a steely gaze conveying the seriousness with which he took the lessons he was to impart onto her.
"Tell me what it is you fear, Yugiri."
END POST | WILLE ZUM LEBEN