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WHO: Jean, whoever
WHAT: Training
WHERE: Near the treeline of the forest
WHEN: Day 240, early evening (...now! :D)
Jean hated feeling weak. And the recent activities of the Abyssal One made her feel even more so--or maybe just more aware of it. She didn't yet fully know her limits in this place, a dangerous state for any Claymore to be in, and her strength and speed were drastically lessened.
Her sword had been left at home. For the moment, she was practicing with a lighter blade to practice her skill--the claymore was heavy and she couldn't wield it for nearly as long. The lighter longsword was much easier to use for now.
WHAT: Training
WHERE: Near the treeline of the forest
WHEN: Day 240, early evening (...now! :D)
Jean hated feeling weak. And the recent activities of the Abyssal One made her feel even more so--or maybe just more aware of it. She didn't yet fully know her limits in this place, a dangerous state for any Claymore to be in, and her strength and speed were drastically lessened.
Her sword had been left at home. For the moment, she was practicing with a lighter blade to practice her skill--the claymore was heavy and she couldn't wield it for nearly as long. The lighter longsword was much easier to use for now.