Chapter 216
"I'm sorry," Arran said . "I got caught up in training . But I thought you said the afternoons and evenings were our own?"
"With our first day in the House of Swords, I thought…" She sighed . "No matter . There's food if you're hungry . "
She gestured at the tables beside her, where Arran could see the remains of a small feast . Over half the food was still untouched, and he understood that she had intended to celebrate their arrival with him and Snowcloud .
He felt some guilt at ruining the celebration, but not enough to keep him from quickly piling a heap of food on one of the large plates — he hadn't eaten since morning, and the day of training had left him famished .
As he began to eat, Brightblade asked, "So what did you learn today? If you couldn't return before midnight, I imagine it must've been quite something . "
Arran explained the day's events to her while he ate, and she listened intently . When told her how Doran had begun teaching him the Thousand Cuts style, a look of mild surprise appeared on her face, which increased further when she heard that Master Kallias had joined in .
"On your first day, you've already found someone willing to teach you the Thousand Cuts?" She nodded slowly, seeming quite pleased . "No wonder you took so long in returning . I'd expected it to be months before you'd find people willing to invest so much time in you . "
"Then you know about the Thousand Cuts style?" Arran asked .
"Of course," she replied . "I mastered it centuries ago, although I suppose they will have added a few new techniques since then . "
Arran frowned . "You've mastered it? But then, can't you teach me yourself?"
"I can, and I will . But not yet . " She smiled broadly . "If you want my instruction, you'll have to earn it by setting the first steps yourself . "
He gave her a puzzled look . "I thought the Patriarch sent us here to grow stronger . What's the point in wasting time with adepts and Masters if you can teach us?"
"To help you grow stronger, of course," Brightblade said . Seeing Arran's baffled expression, she let out a loud laugh . "The truth is that you still lack a solid foundation, and if I offered you proper instruction now, it would ultimately harm you . "
"That makes no sense," Arran said . "You're the best sword fighter in this Valley . How could it hurt me to have you teach me? And didn't you spend half a year teaching me and Snowcloud already?"
"What I've given you so far barely qualifies as guidance," Brightblade replied . "And my skill is exactly the reason it would harm you — with your weak foundation, my influence on your progress would be too great . You would learn to perform techniques the way I do, rather than finding your own way . "
"Wouldn't that be a good thing?" Arran asked . With Brightblade's skill, he did not see how learning her methods could be anything but beneficial .
"It wouldn't," she responded . "Swordsmanship isn't like magic . It relies on your body as much as it does on skill and knowledge, and your body is different from mine . " She gave him an appraising look . "Very different . "
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Arran frowned . "So I need to adapt the styles I learn to my body?"
"Exactly," Brightblade replied . "And to be able to do so, you need to build a foundation of your own . Once you have that, I can teach you without risking having too strong an influence on you . "
Arran let out a deep sigh . "I don't suppose I can change your mind?"
While he understood her explanation, he still wasn't fully convinced . And even if she was right, it meant he'd have to spend months or even years training before she'd properly teach him .
"Correct," she said . "Though I'll still regularly offer you guidance — enough to make the adepts here green with envy . " She flashed him a broad smile, then said, "But you should get some rest . You have novices to teach in a few hours . "
Arran groaned, yet he took her advice, quickly heading to bed . A few hours of sleep would be better than none at all .
The next morning, he found the novices quite a bit more receptive to his teaching than they had been the first day . He wasn't certain whether this was out of fear or respect, but either way, the lesson passed smoothly .
Since he could not yet instruct them in any styles, he instead sparred with them, handing out valuable — albeit painful — lessons on how their styles and techniques would fare in real fights .
Despite Arran's harsh teaching methods, the novices were eager to face him . Having been shown their limitations, they were now clearly anxious to fix them .
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