The days passed swiftly as Damien and Ruyue spent their time training diligently with Tian Yang.
Unlike before, he was taking an active role in their training and giving them lessons much more often. It was clear that there would be some sort of event happening in the future that he was preparing them for.
And just like that, 3 months passed.
Damien had learned more than he would have ever expected in these 3 months. Even he was surprised by his own progress.
First and foremost was his sword. He had been training the sword for so long that he expected to feel some kind of connection with it, but he really had none.
With the way he found his fighting style evolving, he almost wanted to throw away the sword entirely, but he chose not to. His sword art was still one of his greatest strengths.