You weren’t exactly sure how it happened, but somehow you had ended up on the wrong end of a training duel with Danjin.

She stood across from you, grinning like she already knew she’d win.

Her stance was loose, casual — but you could tell she was ready to strike in an instant.

"You’re hesitating," she said, twirling her weapon with ease. "You’ll never land a hit on me if you keep second-guessing yourself."

You scowled, tightening your grip. "Maybe I’m just being considerate. Didn’t want to hurt your pride."

Danjin barked out a laugh, sharp and genuine. "My pride can handle anything you throw at me, sweetheart."