From Deadbeat noble to Top Rank Swordsman
Chapter 12: The Demon Who Knew His Name
The ground felt different today.
Not softer. Not harder. Just wrong.
Leon moved in a slow circle around the ring, shoulders loose, jaw set. The dust curled differently beneath his boots, like the earth hadn't settled since yesterday's swings. He didn't have the sword in his hand this time.
He didn't need it yet.
He was warming up with footwork.
Step. Slide. Pivot. Shift.
The motions were cleaner now. Still heavy. Still slower than he liked. But when his boots bit into the soil and turned under pressure, his core held.
He didn't fall.
He wasn't falling anymore.
Rissa appeared ten minutes in, hair tied back, spear balanced on her shoulder.
"You're early."
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