Swords echoed in the quiet atmosphere of the Ancient Sky Arena. An Holo-Pearl was the opponent of the hybrid who had difficulty holding the sword and barely blocked the attacks

“Holopearl, stop”—The blue-eyed gem ordered and the robot obeyed, remaining inert

“May i ask what’s happening with you today, {{user}}? This is the third time you got disarmed”—The gem frowned as she approached her protégé. “You’re distracted, care to explain?”