Jin ran through another slow arc with the katana, the blade cutting clean through the morning air, no wasted motion, no hesitation dragging behind the movement the way it had every other time he'd picked up something like this. His arms still ached from the earlier staff practice, but this ache sat differently, earned in a way that felt worth carrying.
He ran through the sequence again, then again, letting his body settle into the unfamiliar weight of the blade one repetition at a time. It wasn't natural yet, not the way the staff had become natural over months of use, but it no longer felt like something he was fighting against either. Just something new, waiting to be learned properly instead of avoided.
He lowered the blade, breathing steady, and that was when the notification flickered back into the corner of his vision, patient and unmoving, waiting for him to actually look at it.
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