Seberus had known about Jaku's talent in swords, but he always thought that the young Dragonborn was an unpolished gem.
Yet with what he had shown in that brief instance, he could already tell that Jaku had fixed a lot of the crude aspects of his swordplay. He was starting to look like one of those swordsmen Knights, one that was incredibly good in the foundational aspects of the sword.
"But why does he look so dissatisfied?" Seberus asked.
Michael laughed. "It's because his masters' teachings are way too good. Now, his body moves without him even thinking about it. So, he can't just laze around even if he wanted to."
He had seen Eldea and Caliburn force the young Dragonborn out of bed many times before.
Every time that he needed to do something, like train, his two masters would essentially force him to get up off his lazy behind. Otherwise, he'd be in a world of hurt. They had basically conditioned him to move instead of let his laziness get the best of him.
