THE COMBAT

"Master is calling me? Why?" Megara inquired while wiping her sweat away. She stood between Evenor and Agnes. The day was Friday means Saturday lessons will be lesser than other days and Sunday will be off. The disciples were just done with their first round of training lessons and were having a break for an hour.

"You already forgot? Such a loose case you are. You missed more than half of your second-round training lessons yesterday. When we asked where were you? You didn't answer us, so the master seeks you." Marco said and folded his arms on his chest by the time he stopped in front of them.

"Is it a big deal?" Megara asked, a tired expression plastered on her face. "We can't deliberately come late or take off. Where were you to be exact? When I came back you weren't under the tree." Agnes asked and Megara sighed. That boy was rehearsing in bushes and his skills were terrible. He probably didn't want anyone to see him. So exposing that little boy is not something Megara would do.

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