The battle began. As she expected, Delicia was no match for this young noble girl whose every swing and slash carried finesse and grace. The latter was not just randomly swinging, there was intent and control over the movement of her sword.
Of course, it was not too profound; however, it was there. As a former knight, Delicia could tell that the woman was slowly inching closer to the transcendent state of [One with the Sword], where the sword which becomes an extension of you, reacts faster than your thoughts.
That said, compared to the girl, her state was… truly pathetic. She knew that she had become extremely weak; however, it was only after fighting a squire like Gwen that the reality truly kicked in.
"Don't worry big sis, you were a former knight, so you know the way already. I'm sure it won't take you long to become a knight again," Gwen encouraged.
