((Here you go abuela.))

Mister Xavier was in his classroom, currently doing a lesson with some of the students who attended his martial arts. He was currently training with one of them, showing some techniques with wooden sticks and swords.

He could see them all improving on their skills, letting a chuckle and smiling, holding down the Wooden stick and the stick touching the ground.

’ Amazing job, everyone. I'm proud and impressed with how quick you're all learning. ’

He smiled, hearing a knock on one of the bamboo like doors of his classroom.

’ Come on in. ’