A New Way to Fight

In the morning when he woke up, he just left the room, and he saw Jamal, this time he was not in a suit, he had a long jumpsuit and a light t-shirt. 

"Clare will cover for me today with Diangelo. You and I will start working," Jamal said with a smile as soon as he saw Malcom. 

Malcom looked at him, and walking, they both began to talk. Malcom had many questions and did not know where to start. 

But the one who started was Jamal.

"Who taught you to fight?" Jamal asked curiously. 

Malcom did not understand the question. He was looking at Jamal for a moment, thinking. He then clarified, "You mean the ideas on my cards?" 

Jamal shook his head. "That's not the only thing you use to fight, right?" He asked with a playful smirk. "Of course, it's nothing like that, kid. I mean, your blows, kicks, and the handling of the sword, those things, who taught you?"