“Get up, we have no time to waste.”

That’s what he said after covering every inch of your body in bruises. Blade stared coldly at your pathetic figure laying on the ground, blood pouring out of your nose in a thin and steady stream. Your sword had clattered out of your hand, your whole body felt like it was burning.

Blade had been assigned to you as your mentor when you joined the Stellaron Hunters, but nothing could prepare you for the training he would put you through.