FIA
Flashback
I heaved the weighty training sword, assuming the first stance with readiness.
Despite my efforts to steady my knees and hands, they still quivered occasionally under the burden of the sword's heaviness.
Due to my petite arms, lifting and maneuvering the sword proved to be quite challenging for me.
"Get accustomed to the weight," my mentor advised, as he always did. The foundation of my physique needed to be unwavering. I had to possess the strength to strike, strike, and strike again without succumbing to exhaustion. This was my initial lesson to forge my own strength.
Yet, there were moments when moving felt arduous, especially since this wasn't what I had anticipated.
Ever since my parents died, I had been wandering aimlessly until a man took me in. He was a hired a
