Despite Adam's fighting spirit, Misty was right about one thing—even he couldn't progress too quickly.
Well, compared to his usual pace, he was already doing so, but for him, it was quite a long time, since before that, all training or battles took place over a few weeks, at most a month, and that was the longest he was prepared for.
Clang. Clang. Clang.
One swing after another, Adam and Misty quickly swung their weapons, blocking each other's attacks. Neither of them could be called experienced swordsmen, as it was not their specialty, but there was no great need for it in their line of work.
Adam tried to attack as hard and accurately as he could, using his sword at maximum speed.
Misty responded by gradually increasing her strength level, taking one small step forward every few days, which was impressive progress in itself.
Whoooosh.
In an attempt to surpass his previous result, Adam lunged forward, wanting to attack Misty from the side, but as always, she was ready for it.
