A smirk formed on Aunt Vienna when she surrounds Amari. They both have a spear with a meter and a half long.
The older woman was her trainer from the start. In fact, it was Amari who succeeded as a general from the woman when she decided that she will retire.
The former general rotate the spear in her hands as they round each other. A couple of seconds later the sound of metals hitting each other enfold the area.
“You’re rusty, I see.” The older woman muttered when Amari was on the ground at spear point.
Breathing heavily, she nodded. She grabbed the hand that was offered to her.
“Again.”
She released a sigh. They have been doing this for about an hour. All the same, she was on her back every time. Aunt Vienna has been rubbing her defeat on her.
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