New Meaning

Recalling last night's gathering and the events that had ensued, Emery felt restless about his lack of strength. After thinking about the matter for a while, he still couldn't find a solution, so he took a quick nap. 

There were three more days remaining until the second game began. Gathering his thoughts, Emery quickly left his room and headed towards the training grounds, as planned. There, he immediately went to the wooden puppets and swiftly began the training of the day.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

Sounds of metal clashing metal resounded through the place, as Emery was fighting the level 7 puppet. It has only been a little while, since he had started fighting this puppet, and Emery wasn't able to defeat it yet. Every slash from the sword and dagger in Emery's hands sent sweat to the floor.

Emery tried and gave his best to beat the level 7 puppet, as his thoughts were concentrated on the preparation for the second game.

URGH!