Two months had passed since Beda's arrival in Lost City. She had managed to learn how to use the sword, thanks to Clyde's relentless guidance. It was exhausting, but she couldn't afford to give up, not with Aetherius watching.
All that remained was for her to manifest aura. She didn't necessarily need Clyde to teach her that; with continued training, she would eventually unlock it on her own.
"Today is your last day," Clyde said, sheathing his sword. "You'll continue your training with Freddie and James. They'll teach you how to use the spear and archery"
"Do I really have to learn them?" She asked, stepping closer to him.
Clyde, watching the children playing in the field, barely spared her a glance. His hand rested on the hilt of his sword.
"Celina did. Why can't you?" He replied. "Besides, the lord has ordered us to train you the same way we trained Celina"
As if predicting he would step away, Beda moved with him.
