2nd May, X790.
Astrifix.
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A MONTH LATER
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Aubrey pointed a wooden sword at the pathetic Vanessa who was butt flat on the ground. There was displeasure written all over her face before she turned her back to leave. "It's been a month, yet you show no signs of improvement!".
Vanessa managed to sit up straight in embarrassment.
"I won't train you anymore, not everyone is meant to be a fighter. Don't come back here". Were her last words before leaving the training grounds.
If there was one thing Aubrey Vladsmire could put her mind to, it was her love for swordsmanship. After the first week of training Vanessa, it had been obvious what the outcome would be.....
Yet Dante had been persistent in Vanessa learning to fight.
To Vanessa who'd tried her best for the past month, her failure hadn't come as a surprise. She had no talents apart from cleaning and crying...
