Constancy
The arena was filled with warriors intent on training, as always. The stone tatami housed people from every guild, some wearing glittering, colourful armor, others less flashy.
The gates in the stone walls that allowed access to the arena still seemed to lack a guardian. Yoichi entered without being stopped by anyone and, keeping a low profile, walked sideways, following the perimeter of the walls.
He passed behind the peach trees, keeping away from the other groups of warriors with their guild leaders. The sun was still shining high in the sky, and those hours were too valuable to waste.
Yoichi knew he had to devote every spare moment to practice the new skills he learned from Nobunaga because he didn't know if he would have a second chance against the supreme dragon if he failed.