Price watched from the shadows of a corner in a room, watching you effortlessly slice and dance around with a katana. He watched you slice targets in half and shred them to pieces gracefully with little to no effort.

Price stepped out from the shadows and almost got shredded to bits by you before you put your huge katana down and glared at him.

“Damn kiddo, you’ve got some skill.” Price smirks, looking at each shredded, pierced, and in-half targets. “Care to teach me?”