Chapter 35: Mountains with pink trees?
There was a training room under the house... Who the heck even builds such a thing?
The white walls, long since cracked and dried with age, surrounded a space filled with old dumbbells, a worn punching bag, rusted pull-up bars, and stretched resistance bands—everything one would need was there.
"Your father always trained you here... This place might stir up some of your memories," Raphael said as she looked at him, who wore the training clothes now, "Wear your protective gear"
"My father... ah," Leo muttered, his expression turning thoughtful. "So I’ve been training all this time, huh?" he added, as he walked toward the corner stand where a helmet and wooden practice sword rested.
Raphael gave a small nod.
Leo frowned slightly. If he really had been training, then why the hell was that Kai guy still able to bully him like that?
He grabbed the gear, starting to strap it on. "So we fight with swords?" he asked, stepping in front of Raphael. She, meanwhile, hadn’t bothered with any protective gear herself. She stood casually but with perfect balance, her wooden sword gripped lightly in one hand.
Raphael nodded again. "Yes. So get ready. Don’t worry—I’ll go easy on you. I would never get angry at my sweet nephew who called me funny..." she said with a smile.
But Leo stared at that so-called smile. That wasn’t a smile.
That was a death threat in disguise.
"If you’re still stuck on that joke... believe me, I wasn’t—"