BODIEEven while sparring my mind is elsewhere.

With how distracted my mind is, I lose focus which makes the tip of my opponent's blade scratch my skin.

“I’m sorry sir.” he apologizes immediately with his head bowed.

I look at the torn fabric that the blade sliced open and see I'm already bleeding from the cut.

“It's fine, I was the one who was distracted.”

Deciding I might as well end the sparring at once, I drop the sword in my hand.

“Your speed has improved compared to last ...