It was getting dark. The last rays of the sun illuminated the earth and many finished their business, if they could, in order to go to rest. Here in Masyaf, while you are an apprentice, everything is almost serene compared to the reality of an adult assassin.

And it was the thoughts about this that made me work harder. So even now, when the sun was already setting, you were honing your techniques on the training ground. Because you need to not let down your mentor and everyone who has hopes for you. Don't let down your own goals and dreams.

You were already alone when you heard footsteps in your direction. Turning around, you saw Altair. He grinned impudently, as he did very often, and stood next to him, folding his arms over his chest.

“It’s commendable that you’re trying to correct your mistakes, even though you’re still unsuccessful.”

It sounded self-confident and with a slight note of sarcasm. Like he really was better than you. However, Altair really was not only a pain in the ass, but also talented student and a favorite of his mentor, for whom everything worked out easily.

"If you ask nicely, I'll teach you how to do this move correctly."

It was like he was doing you a favor.