Reborn as the Last van Ambrose

The training grounds were located in a natural amphitheater carved into a hillside overlooking Pearl City.

Unlike human military facilities, this space felt more like an extension of the surrounding forest than a constructed arena.

Trees formed natural barriers around practice areas, while streams provided both water and soothing background noise.

Grim arrived at dawn to find two dozen fox spirits already engaged in various training exercises. Most appeared young—three or four tails each—but their movements displayed a fluidity and grace that spoke to years of dedicated practice.

"Lord Ambrose," called a fox spirit with five tails who seemed to be overseeing the session. "I’m Commander Liú. Princess Ruxi mentioned you were interested in observing our combat methods."

"Thank you for including me," Grim replied. "I’m eager to learn how your people approach martial training."

"Very differently from humans, I suspect," Liú said with obvious amusement. "We emphasize misdirection rather than direct force. Would you like to demonstrate your own techniques first?"

The suggestion was clearly intended to gauge his capabilities before allowing him to participate in their exercises. Grim nodded and moved to the center of the nearest practice area.

"What would you like me to demonstrate?"

"Whatever you’re most comfortable with," Liú replied. "We’re curious about human fighting methods."

Grim drew his sword and began a standard training sequence—precise cuts, defensive positions, and flowing combinations that showcased both technique and conditioning.

The assembled fox spirits watched with obvious interest, occasionally murmuring comments about his form and approach.