He listened to her instruction and let it sink in, and did what he could to practice the Guard of the Woman for at least a dozen times, until he got it perfect, and even beyond that, memorizing exactly how far his arms should flex so the sword would stop in the proper guard. After he remembered that, speeding the movement was easy, and all the guards became simple. The weight of the sword became ingrained in his movements just like a chord progression, and then he raised a brow to the roadie girl.
"You gots anything a real challenge for me?" Smug.
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