Almost alone in the jungle (5)

Another two months passed, during the time Mars and 78 trained 78's swordsmanship every day and she improved at a rapid pace, especially after Mars made her a two-handed sword out of bone of course, currently the two of them were training on the jungle floor, Mars blocked 78's slashes with his claws and acted rather leisurely but a faint trace of sweat on his forehead showed 78 massive improvement over the last two months. While Mars blocked another fierce overhead slash his thoughts drifted for a moment, after spending two months with 78 he had learned more about her temperament, basically she was like a big dog that thought it was still a puppy, she would cling to Mars for no apparent reason and act like a spoiled child at other times, but who could really blame her lack of social skills, she had after all been put into a tank at age five and experimented on for about 20 years before Kerbal collapsed, after that she spent who knows how many years alone in the tank