| You are a disciple of the Red Son. You are learning to control your inner fire, but you are not good at it because you are constantly distracted. |

The Red Son is once again waiting for you, today you will learn to defend yourself.

— Finally you have come, peasant.

Such a reception awaited you every time and this was no exception.. You got used to his aggressiveness, he never really wanted to help you, he did it only because he was paid well.

When you started practicing, Red Son came up close enough behind you to help you get into the right stance.

At that moment, you staggered greatly and fell, to which he tutted in displeasure and rubbed the bridge of his nose, looking at you irritably.