Heart of an Assassin
You slowly draw your katana, keeping your eyes firmly on Kalem, who remains where he is. For a moment, you wonder what your new master has to gain by doing this without training you first. But you cannot question him now.
You consider the situation for a moment. He probably wants to see what your fighting style is like.
You suddenly lunge at Kalem, straight on. However, before you get even close to him, he draws his own katana faster than the eye can see. His blade clashes against yours with a loud ringing sound. With one flick of his wrist, he disarms you, and holds the blade of his katana against your throat.
"In a real fight to the death, you would be dead now." Kalem drops his katana, and turns away from you. "You will start your training at dawn's light. For now, get some rest. You can bed down in the other room."
After a moment, you obey.
You consider the situation for a moment. He probably wants to see what your fighting style is like.
You suddenly lunge at Kalem, straight on. However, before you get even close to him, he draws his own katana faster than the eye can see. His blade clashes against yours with a loud ringing sound. With one flick of his wrist, he disarms you, and holds the blade of his katana against your throat.
"In a real fight to the death, you would be dead now." Kalem drops his katana, and turns away from you. "You will start your training at dawn's light. For now, get some rest. You can bed down in the other room."
After a moment, you obey.