Side Story— Training With Sirius

A cold wind blew in the field where a young man stood. He was holding a wooden sword in his hand and his ragged breathing could be heard in the background. There was a determined expression on his face as he looked at the other figure who was standing on the opposite of the battlefield. There was something emanating from the other figure who was also holding a wooden sword.

Lev couldn't quite put it together. Was it bloodlust? bloodthirst? Or maybe he just felt a little bit threatened since the other figure was the strongest man he knew. In hindsight, this wasn't the first time he stood against the other figure. This was just one day out of every day they spent training together… and yet he still felt the same nervousness he felt when he first stepped forward to train with this other figure.