Adastrea followed him as he instructed her to do. She looked around the room and hesitantly looked at the swords. There were swords that each race often used. She took an elven sword witha long curved blade and nodded slightly to him, silently.

Melachor smiled.

"Now swing it around yo get a feeling and then try to strike at me, I promise that this will be pure training..."

Melachor took his staff with two hands and waited for Adastrea to act.

A training that will take something away from you...

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

She hesitated, not wanting to hurt him, even though he was somewhat of her enemy. She began to swing the sword around for a time, working on getting the feel of it and did what she was told and swung it at him. She wasn't sure if she wanted to be trained anymore, but she kept that to herself.

Melachor blocked the hit with his staff and then guided her sword away as he spinned, when he spinned around he directed a hit towards her legs and expected her to fall on her back.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Adastrea focused on holding onto the sword and lost her balance when he brought the staff behind her legs. She fell on her back, the raw skin that had not yet healed all the way screamed at her. Her face distorted in pain a little, but she soon forced the pain out of her mind and pushed herself back up.

Melachor smiled.

"You must expect every possible move from the enemy and decide what to do in a second or fragments of it... now again..."

Melachor would do the same again, but this time after the leg sweep he would try to hit her in the stomach.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Adastrea swung at him, then jumped when he brough the staff around her. When the staff hit her in the stomach she winced and backed away, holding her stomach.

"As I said Adastrea... expect..."

Melachor continued with the same moves and then added a whirling hit of his staff towards her chest.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Adastrea was not enjoying this, it was just more pain inflicted on her already sore body. She swung at him, then jumped over the staff that swung from behind her, then she spun out of the way when it came towards her stomach again and then jumped back quickly when she saw the staff coming at her again. She watched for him to do something else,not wanting to get hit again, but not understanding how she was supposed to get any hits in with her sword.

Melachor smiled.

"I believe you can defend yourself somehow as long as you anticipate the enemies movements, but remember that they might be fake moves and they can quickly turn in the other way so do not go for the first one when facing more skilled opponent..... but now I`d like you to show me how you can attack me... first one hit and then two and so on..."

MElachor stood ready with a smile on his face.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Adastrea hesitated and looked at the sword with a sigh. She swung the sword at him, towards his left shoulder. Even though she knew he was skilled, she didn't like attacking people for fear they will mess up.

Melachor raised his staff and blocked it, he pushed the sword away taking a step back waiting for the next set of moves to come, but saw a depress in her eyes and she didn`t quite seem to be liking this.

Just as I expected... good...

Melachor smiled.

"Have you ever killed a person Adastrea?"

Melachor waited for an attack and answer with it.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

She was a little caught off guard by the question as she swung at him again towards his right side, "No...never... I would have no reason to"

Melachor blocked and dodged, he jumped back now waiting for the third attack.

"Oh.. of course... how could you?... ever even wanted to hurt someone?"

Melachor again waited for an answer and an attack.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"Why should I desire such a thing? I get no joy out of the pain of others" She said attacking him again, this time sweeping the sword down towards his knees.

Melachor blocked, dodged and jumped.

"Because they had hurt you in exhange or mocked perhaps? Or don`t anyone else race than humans have any feelings like that?"

Melachor smiled waiting.

So innocent... so easy to fool...

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!