“You have a strong constitution.” Aunt Daphne commented helping her off the ground. It had been a fortnight since Ayana had started classes to improve her physical endurance. She had started out terribly but Bruce had convinced her not to fret and that things like endurance developed over time.
Ayana dusted herself as Bruce jogged up to them with a cheeky smile, his workout clothes drenched in sweat.
“Good work, kiddo!” He ruffled her hair and then turned to his mother. “Have you decided yet?”
Ayana blinked curiously. “Decided what?”
“Which weapon will you be taught first?” Aunt Daphne replied and then nodded, “and I have. She will be learning archery first.”
“Uhhh? But why? Don’t I have an enchanted sword?” She frowned.
“Because you cannot always rely on only one option when the
