Chapter 10: A New Path Beckons
"Lady, did you fall?" I could feel his laugh.
"Not till now," I said, and I came forward faster, trying to get my sword to clash with his again. This time I pressed the sword with him for a few seconds, which was quite impossible a second ago. And the more surprising thing is that this is my first time holding a sword. This is my first time fighting with someone.
"Lady, focus!!!" His voice finally sounded deep, as if I had riled him up.
Yeah, he is no longer mocking me but gritting his teeth tighter, letting me have the chance, which I was not sure about a moment ago.
"Sir Xylon, I think you should be the one to focus," I said.
We clashed our swords again and again, pushing each other’s limits. It had already been five minutes, and we were still fighting. He hadn’t shed a single tear, but I was sweating as if I had just returned from the bath.
Even the length of my dress was making me feel weak. It had been five minutes, but still, we had not concluded. It was not like I was a master in this, but he had the thought that I would drop my sword in any way. Even if he made it fall or I dropped it out of tiredness. And he was kind of right.
I kept having second thoughts. I kept thinking, "Yeah, I can’t hold on anymore," but still, I hung on.
Until I again thought of the night. I felt those swords moving in front of me like lights in the dark. They looked so sharp, but I instantly landed in reality when his sword was about to hit my face. To thank my consciousness, my hand went up on its own to defend me.
But in a second, he dropped his sword.
He was breathing as hard as I was.
"Lady, you could have died now," he said, sounding worried.