You've just been thrown to the ground for what you pray is the last time. You've been sparring for hours, he said you could stop as soon as you got a hit on him. Training with Lorién has never been easy so you don't expect it to be any different.

But your body aches and you're not sure how much longer you can manage to even parry his attacks.

"How much longer are you going to lie there?" Lorién glares down at you, snapping you out of your trance. "If you fall down like this on the field I will leave you to die" He glares before offering you his hand to help you up. Picking up your sparring stick for you.

He's been training you to be his weapon since you came into The Abby of Eona. He has become a sort of father figure to you despite how hard he pushes you.

"Just once more and if you collapse on me again I'm going to leave you to sleep on the floor in here"