Chapter 20: changes(1)
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The next few weeks were like a blur.
Kai's training had narrowed into a single relentless focus: combat.
Nothing else mattered. No theory. No spells
Just the sword.
What had started as a chaotic, wild "mad sword dance" had now been refined slowly, painfully into a proper kata. A sequence. A method. And with the Combat Scholar overseeing everything, it was beginning to transform into a true fighting style.
The only reason things were developing this quickly?
Because his instructor was literally someone named the Combat Scholar.
A lunatic with war in his blood and a PhD in combat(it actually exists)
Every day, for 12 sometimes even 14 hours Kai trained under him. The only thing keeping him from collapsing was the Combat Scholar's strange support magic. Recovery spells, mana rebalancing, body fatigue nullification. Spells Kai couldn't even name, but they worked.
Without them?