“You need to keep firm.” Talia’s voice purrs out as she comes up behind you, standing out your stance as you keep the katana firm in between your hands. It’s kind of hard to focus with her all up on you, straightening out you spine and angling your hips.

She moves her hands from your waist to your fingers, fixing how you hold the weapon.

“If you don’t, it’s more easy to fall off balance and give your enemy the advantage.” She explains, her deep brown hair falling on to you as she does so.