After they cleaned up, everyone went back to their work. Later, Clint was resting for a while when a guard walked up to him.
"Clint, the duke is calling you to his office," the guard said.
Clint nodded calmly. "Alright." He stood and walked toward the duke's office.
When he reached the door, he knocked. A voice from inside said, "Come in."
Clint pushed the door open and stepped inside. At once, a sword floated up and shot toward him.
Clint bent his body a little, dodging with ease. His head tilted low, almost upside down, and from that angle he saw the sword stop mid-air.
The blade slowly turned, pointing at him again, then rushed forward to strike a second time. Clint straightened his body and shifted his steps, watching the sword's movement with calm eyes.
Clint's eyes widened when he suddenly sensed another sword coming fast from behind. He bent his body to dodge the first one, then quickly turned around.
