8 Ichigo's first training lesson

The three had decided to stay at a nearby hotel-though they did not have any belongings, they had a fair amount of money. "Your in room 337" the receptionist said, handing them a silver key with a tag reading '337' in permanent marker. Nico was the one who held the key. As they scrambled around the hotel looking for their room, they came across a small training arena. Dante looked over at Ichigo, who was big eyed. "Wanna have a spin, Ichigo?" their stare was broken by Nico's question. Ichigo looked down at her feet. "Well..i don't really know how to-" Nico grabbed her arm. "Well, more the reason to! I can see what you've got-and perhaps teach you a few skills!" Ichigo clapped enthusiastically. "Let's go!"

"OK," Nico held a sword in her hand, which she had conjured up using her magic. She then proceeded to hand it to Ichigo, who was standing opposite her. Dante was leaning against the wall, watching them carefully. Ichigo struggled with the weight of the sword. She steadied herself, and slowly the sword began to thin and adjust to her hand. The blade had thinned out, almost like a long thick toothpick. The handle was pink and black, the grip perfectly adjusted to her hand. "Woah!" Ichigo smiled at Nico, who was standing hands on hips beside her. "It customises itself to fit the desires and sizes of the weilder." she said. "Now, this will be your battle weapon. I will teach you how to use it." Nico pulled off her black coat and threw it aside, revealing a tight battle outfit consisting of a swimsuit like body with long pink and blue striped sleeves, and thigh high white boots."Here in Enchantia, swords are one of the favourite weapons. However, not all swords are as powerful as yours." Nico continued. "Your sword is the twin of the sword of legend, Fireblade, owned by Zarious, the evil commander of the demon race." at the mention of the demon race, Dantes head bowed and he looked down at his shoes. "This sword is named ivyblade. It has incredible powers, Ichigo, and only one can weild it. That one, Ichigo, is you."

After an intense training session, Dante and the sweating girls returned to their room. Dante gasped as he saw there were only two beds." Don't get any ideas, demon boy. Me and Ichigo in the double, and you in the four poster." Nico pulled off her sword sling and threw it onto the bed. "I'm gonna hit the showers. You should to, Ichigo." Ichigo nodded. "Oh, but I haven't got my pjs." she said. With a click of Nicos finger, their belongings were tightly packed into their suitcases and transported to them.

Dante sighed and sat on his four poster. The girls had gone off to the showers five minutes ago. He expected them to be gone awhile, since he had heard that girls took years in the bathroom. He stared at his reflection in the mirror, where he saw one of his eyes had gone completely black with a white pupil in The centre, and both eyes were bloodshot and wide. Two horns had stabbed through, gradually growing. He gasped and reached quickly for a little glass bottle containing a glowing liquid, and he rushed off to the in room bathroom. He sprayed the liquid like perfume among himself, and slowly he was revived. He sighed and turned on the tap, splashing water on his face. Suddenly the door knob twisted to reveal Ichigo. He quickly slipped the bottle into his pocket. He gasped. She looked different. Her skin was pale and clear as ever, and her eyes were big and hazel green. Her hair flowed down her shoulders, long and white, streaked with green. She was wearing pink unicorn pajamas. Dante chuckled. Ichigo put her hands on her hips. "What's so funny?" she asked. Dante smiled. "Nothing. You're flawless."