Chapter 11: Teacher from Hell
After begging Orion for three days to train him, Kael only had four days to learn the basics.
Most people trained for years to master combat, but Kael had divine desperation, a lack of options, and exactly one amazing mentor—or so he thought.
Orion Aetos—heir of Zeus, the best swordsman in the Academy, and a walking thunderstorm of judgment—was the only person willing to teach him.
Which was great.
Except for the part where Orion hated his guts.
Day One: Immediate Regret
Kael arrived at the private training hall bright and early, full of hope. He was confident that things would be easy, but—
As soon as he walked in, Orion threw a wooden sword at him. Kael caught it just in time before it hit the ground. The weight of the sword almost tore his shoulder out of its joint.
Orion gave him a look that basically screamed, Why me? It was clear he didn’t want to do this but was forced to.
"Yeah. This is going to be worse than I thought."
Kael scowled. "Excuse you. I’ll have you know I—"