"No, that's not the correct stance." The old man frowned as he looked at me.
"No, do it again." He corrected as he looked at me.
I sighed as I looked at the old man and couldn't help but feel tired. The old man had been teaching me how to fight and I had kept repeating a stance for over the past one hour.
He had kept saying that I wasn't getting the stance right which was quite annoying to me. I was sweating profusely and he acted as though he didn't see it
This made me very frustrated, but then there was nothing I could do about it. I had to listen to him as I wanted to be strong enough to defend myself.
He had been quite keen on teaching me and I also wanted to learn. He was not like Damian who kept insisting that he didn't want to become stronger and take my revenge.
Rather he was
