Be wary of enchanted blades, please! part 1

If someone, anyone, had told me back then that I would be facing my former instructor as an enemy in the middle of nowhere I would have laughed like an idiot.

It's not just that the idea of an instructor turning against his own student is ridiculous since they're the ones in charge of protecting them from harm, but also because I was no one.

Strength and power always eluded me. I tried so hard, everyday, all day, I strived to become stronger, and yet, I remained the same. No matter ho much exercise I did, no matter how many skills I practiced, my stats remained the same, I would tire out easily and my health increased slower than Mochi's, my lazy ass cat.