The Real Steal

(Eris POV)

Elder Xu led me to an open field within the Sect, a sheathed sword in his hand.

"By my understanding, Master Lin has begun instructing you in the way of the sword, yes?" He asked, stopping in the middle of said field.

"Yes, Master has taught me the basics," I affirmed.

"Umu… We can skip the basics of the basics then. Now observe, I will demonstrate my form."

I remained where I was as he unsheathed his sword, standing there with his eyes closed and sword held loosely by his side.

My eyes were trained on him, analyzing his stance and his form.

He waited for awhile until a gust of wind blew past me, the Elder finally moving with his robes and beard billowing in the gust.

He lifted his sword in a slow arcing motion, his other hand pushing out in the opposite direction.

His right foot slid away from his body into an archery stance, dropping himself into a low crouch.