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Gwyar Wledig
SECRETS OF THE SWORD
VOLUME 2, PROLOGUE; EXCERPT BY kyle lopez Gwyar laughed. He really, really laughed.
"Well... it means you can skip the Body conditioning phase of training." The knight said simply, smiling wide as he gave the younger man a thumbsup. "Which leaves a lot more time for intensive training!"
Gwyar had no idea of who exactly was Kyle's 'personal trainer', but they had certainly done an enviable work. The body of the youth before him was at complete odds with his seeming character; not work as hard? His humor was as good as his battling skills!
For, surely, a man with a body as perfected as was already well acquainted with hard, nay, brutal work!
At the champ's words, Gwyar gently placed his sword back at the table, before reaching over the other side for yet another blade leaned against the furniture.
While the earlier blade had been, in videogame terms, a 'broadsword' (or a rather thick longsword, rather), this one was... different.
Slightly longer than the man's arm, thin, with a single hand grip and a simple, if ornamental guard.
"As far as swords go, Melody's is certainly on the lighter, more agile side." The blonde said, humming. "Her swordsmanship relies on her inherent qualities; Ser Cobalion's teachings are quite adaptable."
As a dancer, she needed to go beyond her limits. Beyond the limits of others.
"Legends praise Virizion's blinding speed, Terrakion's overwhelming might, and Cobalion's Steel body and will." The man expositioned briefly. "With such a thing in mind... I cannot help but wonder what Ser Terrakion's approach to teaching might be."
He was getting giddy already. Placing the Jian besides his Longsword at the table, the man turned back to Kyle before grinning.
"Shall we ask him to choose your arm for you?" Gwyar asked, before smiling as he turned his gaze towards Terrakion. "As I am but a simple assistant, a translator if you will, the task of choosing your weapon —and thus, style— is best left to the master."
Before long, Gwyar had a surprisingly expansive selection of arms, western, eastern and everything in between alike, set upon the table, left for the legendary to choose.
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