- BladeThe Hybrid King
- Joined : 2011-06-06
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Age : 26
Wed Feb 17, 2021 11:34 am
Wiping blood from his cheek, Saisei sighed and stared his opponent down. Normally a spar wouldn't be taken so seriously. It was Helle's choice to treat the battle like one for blood, it made sense given the type of woman she was. Saisei knew his commander well enough to know she would never back down from a spar. He appreciated that, many refuse to shed blood and cause injuries when it came to training. For Saisei, that was the entire point wasn't it? To get stronger one has to find themselves in a dangerous situation. That simple, right?
"Alright, lets start over here."
The battered child shook the sweat from his hair, pointing at the woman he stood around ten meters away from now. Saisei wasn't playing before, it took it as serious as he really could. Despite that, it was clear that his instructor was on another level. She wasn't completely out of his league but it was all too clear where her strengths lied.
"I don't think its fair that I'm the one constantly comin' at you, Ma'am. I think its my turn to take the defensive."
The boy's bloodied hands raised, his body shifting gently into a far more defensive stance. His hands looked like they were mangled by a lion, his strength and Helle's onslaught leaving his skin torn and near melted off. It was time for him to use this training to his advantage. If Helle wouldn't oblige him then he could deal the blows to himself using her thick armor. Testing one's durability was rather easy when you had such a strong opponent in front of you.
With a playful kick of his feet, Saisei smiled and spoke freely with his commander.
"Beat me until I'm black and blue. I've got a lot to learn and a lot of places to go from here. If I can't take a beating from my commander then who could I ever plan to beat? There are a lot big baddies out there, you're gonna get to be my first today it seems Ma'am."
A little on the nose, his words rang true to his hearts wants and needs. If Helle could engage him with all her strength he'd gladly accept. After all, if he could grow from this he could become an even greater asset to the Vandenreich.
Taking his defensive stance once more, Saisei stood in the center of the torn to bits marble arena. He was ready for whatever his teacher planned to throw at him, be it marble or her own fists. The boy knew what he had to do.