" You want to have a spar with me?" Jackson asked Kailen.
" Yeah. Is there anything wrong with that?" Kailen said.
" Pffft... Looks like you've met a troublesome brat "
Old Ha was laughing at Jackson from the side.
Kailen's comical reply had really given Jackson a taste of his own medicine.
Jackson sighed at the old man's antics. Why was he laughing? What was funny about what Kailen had just said?
" Sure. Let's get to the one of the training halls of this estate "
****
In a large training hall in the estate , Jackson and Kailen stood at opposite end, their weapons branded in their hands.
Jackson held a long sword glowing with crimson light.
Kailen had conjured an obsidian katana, pulsing eerily with the darkness of night.
" A katana huh. Takes me back. Your father wielded this weapon too"
Jackson said, memories of the past flashing through his eyes.
Old Ha , seated outside the range of their battlefield ,observed Kailen with curiosity.
