Missing piece

It was a quick change of pace. After they had breakfast, Alastor dragged Caroline to an open field. Apparently, Alastor had this idea to teach Caroline close-quarter combat. Ever since the enemies nearly laid a hand on her, he thought that it would be right that she learned how to fend off the enemies when if it happens she’d be cornered.

They started with the basics.

Alastor thought Caroline how to throw a punch.

Her arms stretched back with her hips tilting to the right. Like a loose cannon, her fist snapped. Alastor blocked her with his palm.

“Not bad, but don’t forget, the power also relies on your hips.”

“The fortitude of stance and the position of the enemy.”

Alastor responded. “Good.”

“Why are we doing this?” Caroline asked.

“Because you nearly got caught by the enemies and given that we’re just visitors here, well, it’s better not to take any chances. You agreed to train too. Don’t forget that as well.”

Caroline’s shoulders shrugged.