Resonant Duelist Progress, And Recruiting The Faceless One

Well, shit. Rael looked up at the sky and was met with the sight of the moon.

He had spent the last six hours practicing, and he only stopped when his daily allowance came in.

But of course, he treated it as an alarm clock, which he would use to go back.

Not before checking out his progress, though.

Last one for good measure, Rael thought, as he turned his Violin Blade toward a target dummy, and with a graceful slash alongside the red string, he sent out a single beautiful note.

He controlled it perfectly and made it circle around the dummy's head before closing in and cutting it clean from the sides.

And of course...

Every time he performed a perfect note, he got extra experience—simple as that.