When the morning came so did the lessons begin.

Reid took to a knee and Lauralyn sat cross-legged on a small cloth she laid before Lira.

“Listen and let it be your foundation. The blade is an extension of you being. Inanimate it may be but with a soul of its own. The way of the blade is resonating with the soul with its sheen letting you thoughts through its reach. This not only goes for the blade but any and every other weapon. The souls of these weapons can be fiery and wild or calm and cold. Either way the approach to taming and mastering those souls is the duty of its user. I will be teaching you how to handle the blade. Along with that; Know this little one: any and everything can be used as a weapon and one must take advantage of the situation and the present element at your disposal. So alongside learning the blade you will know the basics of how to handle any other weapon.” Lectured Reid.

“And I building on your survival skills and instincts. I think I’d throw in a few basic