Another afternoon of training.... just like every afternoon before it. The blonde swordsman was training vigorously for the next time he had to fight. His large sword whizzed through the air and cut one of the wooden dummies in two. One-Two Slash. One-Two Knee. He had to keep up a pace and a rhythm like Ginjurou and his more unorthodox opponents taught him. Taking a few steps back, Han wiped his brow with the ivory towel draped over his shoulders.

"Phew, I wonder what everyone's doing. Too bad they're not here to give me a good workout." Han said as he stabbed his sword into the ground.