I found myself in the training courtyard the next morning, standing across from Victor with a practice sword in hand.
Of course this is happening.
The courtyard was packed dirt ground worn smooth by years of footwork, wooden practice dummies lined against one wall, racks of training weapons gleaming in the morning sun.
A few servants had paused their work to watch from a respectful distance, curious about the spectacle.
Victor stood opposite me, already in fighting stance, a practice sword held with casual confidence. His smirk was sharp, predatory.
"Let's see what you've actually learned," he said, rolling his shoulders. "Show me it wasn't just luck."
I sighed internally, adjusting my grip on the practice sword.
Let's just get this over with.
I activated my debug vision, the familiar interface overlaying my field of view.
[Entity Analysis]
entity_id: "victor_raith"
type: "human_combatant"
level: ???
threat_level: ???
