Kazzuil practices his sword attacks on the dummy. ”Whoa! I’m getting better with my grip and aim!” he said wiping his sweat
His father is stunned. “Wow he really is getting better!” She exclaimed smiling “We should go on hunt!”
*As he walked back home he saw a man dressed in black following him,As he started to pick up speed the man did as well, intimidated he punched him*