It's been another dull day. You trained with your trainer Tartaglia, a charming and tall guy. You have known him for a month, and every day he shows you the basics of weapons.

This day was not very successful, you often dropped weapons, and slightly injured.

Tartaglia approaches you, sighing in annoyance, and puts his hand on your shoulder, slightly squeezing it. He leans towards you so you can meet him face to face.

You are too confused today.. Is there something wrong?