Chapter 24: Overenthusistic

I woke up to the early hours, ready to practice the basics and get them settled into my brain before lunch. I sat up and scanned my surroundings, everyone was still sound asleep. I walked out as silently as I could through the darkness of the morning into the plain, careful to not disturb a single one.

It was still dark, the first of the sunlight barely illuminating the sky. I drew out my longsword and started swinging it with zest but still mindful of my bladework. It definitely felt a lot better and easier to use. I even made it smooth to the point where I felt in complete control over the weight and motion of the weapon. "Well done, Devin! Let's move on to the next techniques." I spun around in shock to see Mother Vicki standing there, the Sun casting it's gentle rays on her face, her blond hair seemingly golden, her white and gold frame reflected some of it back at me. I gazed upon her face and noticed that her left iris was red and the scar was only on the forehead where the eye patch did not cover.

She grabbed my sword and stroked the spine, " Let's see what you have learnt. I will cast some earth dummies and you have to avoid getting hit while keep moving forward. They will get progressively harder."

"Trace weapon structure data, duplicate weapon data." I repeatedly made more and more copies of my longsword, not wishing to dull it during training, before the first wave of dummies arose from the earth beneath me. I sheathed back my longsword and picked up a copy, readying myself as they charged towards me.

I slashed and cut down dummy after dummy with easy. Mother Vicki then proceeded to create an army's worth of troops with a multitude of weapons and sent them charging at me. I going myself actually defending and attacking while still moving forward. I cut and slashed them one by one. Taking a step at my own pace and completed the waves. The Sun has risen just barely over the horizon as we walked back towards the camp to get some breakfast.

Shreya was standing in front of the tents, watching as we strolled towards the campsite. Her face was flustered " I've been waiting for you! " She yelled as she sprinted towards me and grabbed my wrist, pulling me into the tent. Kol was dressed in nothing but a small towel that barely covered anything. Her face was flushed and her breathing was short and shallow. I knelt down to feel her forehead, she was running a high fever. The towels were distracting me from thinking, "Give her some clothes, I can't concentrate if I'm staring at her naked and moaning in agony."