Chapter 6: A Mage’s Duty“And backfoot! Raise, then counter!”
I swung Caen’s sword the best I could, but his instruction was impossible. Originally, I was surprised at how light it was, then, when I started using it, the regret started sinking in. It wasn’t like an axe, where if you could land one good hit, the fight was over. A sword needed footwork, blocks, and counters. Trying to do that with snowshoes on…
I tossed the sword into the nearby snowbank.
“This is ridiculous! How am I supposed to guard and counter in snowshoes and boots?” I glared at Caen, tired and frustrated.
Instead of answering, the old man reached over and picked up his sword. Then, with fluid grace, proceeded to do the exact upper guard followed by a counterattack. In snowshoes.
“Ya, but you had a lot more practice
