Meanwhile, back on the Continent of Auranel, within the Hayes Family Estate, the sound of steel slicing through the air echoed across a spacious training ground.
"Come on! Swing it like a man!... Ah, I mean woman! Yeah, that's it! Put more force into it!" Kathlyin shouted without the slightest trace of embarrassment for correcting herself midway.
She stood with her arms crossed, watching every movement with sharp eyes. "You know, if you want to catch up with Rosalina, you'd better give it everything you've got. I heard that when she was little, she practiced until her palms were bleeding."
"Ahh... Grandma Kat, please..." Rosel complained helplessly while swinging her wooden sword again. "I said I'm going to catch up... not in a single day."
Her expression practically screamed, please leave me alone.
Over the past few years, the little girl had grown considerably. She was nine years old now.
