Chapter 2094 One Vital Skill
- The moment Danie's feet touched earth, he hopped in place, clapping and chanting, “Awesome! So good!”
- Lyndon spun the sword in a wide arc that walled the world away. Nothing existed for him but the hiss of steel and the memory of lessons etched into bone. He loved this—every punch, every thrust, every swing. With each movement, his father's voice returned, patient and precise, as though the man had stepped out of the grave to stand beside him again. Lyndon could almost see that beloved figure correcting his stance and feel the warm palm guiding his elbow. The boy's beauty, too flawless for his years, sharpened under the sword's cold gleam until courage replaced innocence.
- Weapon in hand, he was a storm-born warrior; weapon sheathed, he was simply a child. The contrast pricked at Madeline's palms until they itched for her own blade.”