With three hours left until the siege training deadline.
On top of the tall spire, Hannah and Malik, their swords clashing, exchanged brief smiles while gazing at each other.
"Huh?" "Heh..."
The two of them were admiring each other's noticeably improved skills.
'What... I thought they'd stayed stagnant, but...'
Malik had thought his swordsmanship would have plateaued, but it had clearly improved.
'Ricardo, that bastard... What did he do?'
