"Hey, you've been staring for a while now, tell me what you think," she asked.
"Sorry for spying on you, I just came to train and saw you here," Michael apologized.
"Don't worry, I noticed you from the time you walked in here," she said.
When Michael heard her, he was very shocked because he was sure he didn't make any sound when walking inside.
"Let me guess, you have sensitivity to your surroundings, right?" Michael said, and she nodded.
"A swordsman should be sensitive to their surroundings and keep up with their opponents," she said.
Michael nodded and decided to move to the other side of the training center, but before he could, she called him back.
"Hey, creep boy, you said you came here to train. Can you spar with me then?" she asked.
"I'm not really a sword type, actually," Michael said while scratching the back of his head.
"It doesn't matter. Just spar with me," she insisted.
"But I'm not that good, and I'm sure you can beat me in seconds," Michael said.
