Chapter 30 - The Sweet and Bitter Life of an Awakened - XII
Everything was completely black. No light, no senses, not even thoughts; just darkness.
"Aah... What?" A shake woke me up.
My eyes snapped open in surprise, and my body, as if moved by a mechanical force, stood up.
"YES!!! NEXT WEAPON!" I shouted, startled, before reality hit me.
Several wounds began to bleed. My clothes were completely destroyed. There was no shirt left on my torso, my pants had turned into tattered shorts, and even my shoes had been destroyed during the sparring sessions of the last few hours.
A beautiful woman, with long black hair and red eyes, slightly curved her lips into a restrained smile.
"Dália?" I asked. "What are you doing here? Where's Instructor Lesley?" I questioned.
A bright smile appeared on her face, easing even the pain I felt. 'Beautiful!', I thought unconsciously.
"Madame Lesley asked me to come and fetch you for your meal, young master."
"Fetch me... Haa..." I recalled the recent events.
For hours on end, Lesley had challenged me with countless types of weapons. She demonstrated mastery beyond common sense with all of them. In some, I did very well, especially with large and heavy weapons, while in others I was terrible. One such case was ranged combat weapons.