~YULIA

The Training hall was big and on the walls hung different sizes of stick swords and kendo sticks.

The floors were padded with soft canvas and I could see faint blood stains. I heard gasps and soft exclamations from the girls in the class.

I understood why. Detective Jamal or Professor Khan as he was referred to was in a form fitting training gear that showed off his toned body. He was barefooted and had a stern look on his face.

"Welcome, please take off your shoes and jackets and put ...