Chapter 12 - Wind and Steam Power
Abha c***s his head. “It depends on what you want to use it for…” his eyes, gauging William’s genuine interest. “I’ve studied swords for twenty years, yet I am still not a master.”
Truly? Abha seems a master to him, William thinks of their month together and all he’s learned.
“Thinking of taking up the training?”
“When I was tied up in that room, being drowned...” William blinks his eyes rapidly. “I wished I was more dangerous. So, people would be afraid—of me.”
“Knowing how to fight can be useful,” Abha pauses to look down. “Having the skills and attitude of a fighter changes you. Some people will sense it.” Their eyes meet. “You’ll have to work hard to avoid seeing every situation as a potential fight.”
“Can you start?—showing me?” William pleads w
