HIGHER THAN MY ENEMIES, WHOEVER THEY ARE.. -(BULLSHIT!!!)-.

***In the Imperial grounds of Continent 'Eclipse of the Oceans'..

***In Consort Tamara's Palace within the Imperial Dynasty..

***True Imperial Princess Seflim's Martial training grounds..

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 The martial training quarters personally for Princess Seflim stays as private yet luxurious as ever.

The martial training grounds Seflim is currently using is in a dome-like shape. The floors are smooth and in a pattern of green and gold while the light is adequate but not anything more.

The training dome's circular design provides an all round view to Seflim's masters who are currently observing her martial progress as she trains relentlessly.

Seven of the best Martial masters each from seven different pathways(One Warriors, One swordman, One Arch-mage, One Witch, One War-Mage, One bloodline master and one Battle master) dtay silent as they observe Princess Seflim from the outside of the main sparing circle where she is currently taking on a dozen other professional sparing mates with a canopy of *Clangs!* ringing through as weapons colide in a blur.

To anyone who have not seen the Princess for years or followed her growth, a single encounter would be all it takes for them to notice that Princess Seflim has grown a lot more physically and even more mentally.

Seflim's formerly short blue hair has grown longer and more bulky that what her former ponytail can hold. Her untoned blue hair has now been neatly weaved into a single thick braid that's spiced up with a bit of jewellery.

Considering her looks, Seflim does not have to pursue beauty so her attires are designed with primary purposes of dignity then with her martial training next in mind.

 Due to Seflim's age, her femine characters are yet to hit developments though there is a subtle but ever present charm that radiate from her body. Her strong aura and femine advantage can be said to have been gotten from her bloodline and her parent's extremely dignified genetic contributions.

She is without a doubt going to blossom into something above and beyond most beauty standards.

In terms of vibes, Seflim has also evolved. Her cute doe shaped eyes has shed some of its former innocence or rather her retaining innocence. The innocence that is a characteristics of most twelve year old has been replace with something sharper.

Her personality has evolved into something much calmer, and a spark of dangerous lies behind her bearings. Despite all that has changed in Seflim, her Noble bearings have not changed much and this is evident in her even while sparring. Seflim seems to move in a way befitting only to someone who is a contender to the throne.

To other who looks at Seflim's growth from afar they might smile and say -'she has changed'- but to her masters, her mother and others that followed her through the tedious journey right from birth they would note that _'Yes!,.. Seflim has gone through her first evolution!.'.

At her tenth birthday, above all set expectations Princess Seflim had detected mana and at that moment the Emperor officially rewarded her the title as 'True Imperial princess'.

This is the title that fully sets Seflim on the same track as the Empress's Children, as a contender to the Imperial throne!.

Apart from all the Empress's eight children, only two other Concubine children has earned the right to be a contender to the throne and in terms of advancements, the other one is in the dusts of Seflim's desert.

Seflim's advantages over the other Imperial Consort's Prince(who was not born with but instead earned the title) cannot be measured with polite words.

*$lang!*.*Glang!*.*Dlang!*.*Clang!*..

Blades keeps in a blur of strikes and defences and then..

"Stop!.", The Warrior Master present calls out whli casually causing the choreography of swords and skills to hit a pause. Seflim's sparing companions fluidly exits the duelling circle while leaving a sweaty Seflim behind.

Seflim is very grateful inwardly for the call of a break. Despite her clear advantage over other humans and children, there's only so much that her body can handle and she has been sparring nonstop for hours now.

She lets her palms relax as the dual swords in her hands falls to the ground. Marks of blood rests on the Sword's metal handles and thise shades of crimison are obviously Seflim's own.

Her palm have been scarred from the strain of fighting with swords for so long and this is made evident as a drop of blood fall off one if her fingers.

Without exaggerated panting or show of tiredness or pain, Seflim looks towards her master with her back straight, her jaw even, her eyes calm. She is elegant even in sweats as she keeps her posture open to all opinions just like she've been taught.

"Is there a matter to be pondered upon, Master?.", Seflim asks with a slight noble accent in her tone. She sounds neither imposing nor overly submissive as she pops her question to theaster who had halted the training.

"What's your limit Princess?.", The Master warrior asks as he slowly walks into the sandy duelling circle and towards the princess in a slow, relaxed yet imposing grit.

"Higher than that of my enemies,.. whoever they are.", The princess calmly answer with her eyes now locked onto the lion like eyes of her master who is now standing just two feet from her.

 The imposing man coldly looks into the eyes of the princess for a while before spitting one word from the depth of his guts..

"Bullshit!.".

Princess Seflim blinks twice in slight confusion to her masters cold and direct response. Although used to his directness, she did not expected him to find fault in her answer as what she has said is exactly the mentality she's trained to have or so she thinks.

Warrior Master Kane starts moving around Princess Seflim in a circle as she stays still and them suddenly he asks a question that sends a sub-zero level of chill down her spine.

 "Can you take one of my Punches?.", The master slowly asks.

Princess Seflim brows furrows to this as she knows very well the answer to that. NO!

Each and every one of her masters have terrifying martial powers, so much so that she can barely even comprehend their limits.

Seflim is very sure that a casual attack from one of her masters would probably erase her very existence despite her being an esteemed disciple with a very powerful bloodline.

"If I were your opponent, would you dare say you have a limit higher than mine?.", Warrior Master Kane asks once more while still circling around the Princess whose bloody fingers slowly tightens into a fist without a change in her facial expression.

"You are this weak yet you dare boast that your limits are higher than your opponents, whoever.. they..are!. Even the strongest people in the world do not dare boast this!.".

Now standing in front of the Princess once more, Warrior Master Kane looks into Seflim deep blue eyes before asking very slowly this time with his teeth clamped together.

"Princess, What.. Is.. Your.. Limit..?..".

Hearing the harshly spoken question once more, Princess Seflim just calmly looks back into her Masters eyes without a single spark of agitation on her face.

She know very well that she's standing in front of very powerful figures for the purpose of learning and martial learning sometimes needs to be done in certain upsetting manners though only a clear mind free of biases can one truly absorb knowledge amongst the provocations.

Just as expected, the knowledge comes in after the provocation as Warrior Master Kane starts an explanation.

"Your limits is determined by your situation. They can be pushed when needed,.. they must be underestimated by your enemies and overestimated by your allies yet crystal clear to yourself. Your limits define you and only a clown would enter a battle field or any course at all without knowing his or her limits..

 "In order words you must master your limits, improve them consistently though not overly. When you encounter situations higher than your limitsz you either back away or regroup as your limit is directly linked to your survival.

"This things I just told you applies for the future but also in the present. Although you can push your limits don't overstep. A step back can save your life and the life of many others who you would lead. Your limits are to be flexible but not exceeded, taking a break is as important as the practice itself.", Master Kane says while casually looking at the blood stains on Seflim's dual swords laying carelessly on the pale green ground.

MHearing the end of the Warrior Master's words, Princess Seflim cups her hands towards him as an indication of both appreciation and understanding of his words. Her master nods twice in approval at her gesture and calm..

Taking a breath, he feal a bit of pride in his disciple's maturity.

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