Shadow of the Abyss

Chapter 24: Hell Training

"Come On!!!!" Luna barked loudly, bearing down on Altair and Reina, withered by sweat, dirt, and grass over their small bodies. She pointed her finger, poking at Altair's shoulder, waist, and legs, adjusting the flow of his sword strokes. "Good. Can you feel the differce?"

"Yes," Altair shouted, pushing through the searing heat, sizzling beath his muscles. Luna had merely corrected his posture, but Altair could feel the flow of his stroke experice, a transformation he'd never thought possible.

He could feel the flow of his ergy with each transition of his movemts, the grace in which his blade and body now moved, as he performed the First Sword Dance of Grave of Night. Each stroke, each sweep, thrust, step, and riposte began to flow seamlessly like a river. Free and graceful as the winds, fierce like the flames of war, and mighty as the lightning of heav.

"Good! But you are missing two major steps, Altair!" Luna shouted, once again making small adjustmts in his posture as he pressed on. " You are missing the killing aspect, and worst of all, you are not thinking of yourself as the blade. There should be no differces betwe your sword and your arms, legs, and, most importantly, your heart.

"Wh you wield a sword, it's for a singular purpose: To kill. To slaughter. There is no need to romanticize a sword with some bullshit about defding the weak or protecting your loved ones. The coldest truth is that a sword is made for killing. You can thank Azazel for that. Wh someone draws on you outside an official duel, it's for the singular purpose of killing you.

It's to take your life." She paused, allowing the cold truth to sink into Altair's young mind, and continued: "That is what we call Intt. Everything has Intt. Whether it's an inanimate object like your sword or the one who wields it, it exists in everything. Feel the ebb and flow of your blade and yourself. Now make that Intt yours. Don't just wield or swing your sword.

Manipulate it. Bd it to your will. Harder! Faster!"

Growling as he devoured everything Luna said like a sponge, Altair's nose trickled with blood as his body and sword began to push the boundary of his limit.

Had the Young Prince learned normal swordsmanship, Altair's System would have long registered his technique within its log. However, the higher the technique's pottial, the harder it was to grasp. For most humans, it was necessary abiding by the arduous prerequisite of spding t years of learning swordsmanship to push themselves past the boundary of human perception.

And for Altair, there was no telling wh he would receive the system's approval.

"Reina!" Altair called, tapping her shoulder. "It's time for our next lesson. You got to get ready for Alchemy."

A shudder passed through her body as the wolf-like ears at the tip of her head twitched. She flashed him a bright smile as if nothing were on her mind: "So soon! Kay... let me clean up."

Watching as Reina stepped into the woods towards the closest river, Altair glanced at Luna: "Doesn't it hurt? Her hands are...."

"I'll heal her," Luna said indiffertly.

A tinge of frustration climbed on the young prince's face: "What would that solve... What's wrong with her? Whever we eat, she leaves! She doesn't ev sleep at night!"

Luna giggled: "Is our little prince worried? Your so red!"

"Aunty!!!!"

Poking at his cheeks, Luna glanced in the direction Ria wt off in and th back to Altair. " I'm not telling. Ask her if you wish to know. Although I'm sure she'll not speak of it. After all, who are you to her?"

A startling look flashed over Altair's expression before realization came: "So it must have be something sad. You said her Father left her in your care, right? Does it have something to do with her Mother? Maybe her Father as well?'

'What a frighting guess.' Lunafreya thought, with a warm smile, and said:" Go and find the answers yourself. But after your lesson. Shall we op the World of Shadows Grimoire? It doesn't matter if you can't sse Mana yet. The world itself shall bd to the language of the Seraphim and Fall."