Probably, you couldn't have enough lessons. I don't know if I match with you, but I want to play a game with you. Jeffrey turned to his mother, as if he asked her an answer. He couldn't make his own decision. She said with a grin.
Every hero has many challengers one by one.
She gazed at Rodimas out of the corner of her eye, and Rodimas managed to control himself not to run away from her. It was a warm day in a winter season, and Rodimas and Jeffrey took off their jackets. Rodimas held his long sword before him, and Jeffrey held his rapier in his hand. Jeffrey's body was too thin and weak, and Rodimas couldn't believe that the young boy actually knocked down the teacher. As a skilled swordsman, Rodimas didn't move first, staring at the young boy.