As he watched her try to preform the same kick he had done, he knew that his plan to get her to want to learn how to fight was working. To him, the kick she made was hardly even that. It was all knees. And she did not even out stretch her leg fully. "Do not drop the sword. You should get used to fighting while maintaining your grip on a blade." He walked over to her then set his palm onto her sword elbow, pressing her elbow forward to force her to hold it higher. Even though the sword only weight four pounds, if you swung a weight for a long enough time, then your arm would start to fatigue from its weight after some amount of time.
"Higher... you watched me before when you were hiding. How I held it up and made downward slashes. Copy my movements." He then positioned into that stance again to properly show her what to do. "Before you swing," He mused aloud as he held his empty right hand up into the air. "I want you to do this.."
The Ano Cultist lifted his right knee up to the level of his hip, them lashed out with his leg like the snapping of a whip. All of the power he generated came from the sharp extension and he speed of his leg. If he kicked another male in the groin, that would have surely incapacitated them from a while. He then lowered his leg back down onto the ground before striking down with his imaginary hook sword. As if killing the person he just kicked.
"With a sword, you will build up your arm strength. And when you do not have a sword, I want you to practice that kick several times until you can do one hundred without getting tired. If you are feeling angry, then practice. If you are sad, practice even more. Practice so that when you are scared, you will have discipline to preform when fear tries to cloud your mind."
He then turned to watch how she would take his advice. "Gnora is the goddess who the Ano worship. My patron goddess. She reigns over logic, order, and balance. Because of her I train everyday to make sure that my body is as sharp a weapon as my mind. You can't neglect your mind, otherwise you'd just end up making your body a weapon for someone else to use... if you wish to learn how to fight. Then learn through discipline. Do not swing the blade wildly. Only strike when it is logical to do so."
"Higher... you watched me before when you were hiding. How I held it up and made downward slashes. Copy my movements." He then positioned into that stance again to properly show her what to do. "Before you swing," He mused aloud as he held his empty right hand up into the air. "I want you to do this.."
The Ano Cultist lifted his right knee up to the level of his hip, them lashed out with his leg like the snapping of a whip. All of the power he generated came from the sharp extension and he speed of his leg. If he kicked another male in the groin, that would have surely incapacitated them from a while. He then lowered his leg back down onto the ground before striking down with his imaginary hook sword. As if killing the person he just kicked.
"With a sword, you will build up your arm strength. And when you do not have a sword, I want you to practice that kick several times until you can do one hundred without getting tired. If you are feeling angry, then practice. If you are sad, practice even more. Practice so that when you are scared, you will have discipline to preform when fear tries to cloud your mind."
He then turned to watch how she would take his advice. "Gnora is the goddess who the Ano worship. My patron goddess. She reigns over logic, order, and balance. Because of her I train everyday to make sure that my body is as sharp a weapon as my mind. You can't neglect your mind, otherwise you'd just end up making your body a weapon for someone else to use... if you wish to learn how to fight. Then learn through discipline. Do not swing the blade wildly. Only strike when it is logical to do so."
Nano WC: 439