Every day he had been getting up early and heading to the training room, practice, practice, practice it was the only Matt was going to get any better at fighting. Two hours swinging the spear around with the occasional spar with anyone who was interested and yet he was still frustrated with his skill and he still failed to understand even the basics of what he was doing.
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Your still moving to quick and leaving your blindspot open if you keep doing this you will get hurt even worse than before.> There was stress in her voice as she sighed, if she existed in a form she would have likely shook her head in disappointment.
Wrapping his fingers around the middle of the spear Matt glared at it in annoyance before taking the same stance again. Swinging again the tip of the spear sunk four inches away from the marked spot of the dummy before skating down the chest and clanking along the floor.
<Fail. Dead. Deeaaaddddd.>
Face your demons
I couldn't remember if it was Aqua or Harland but I can change the title if need be!
