Bab 259: Sixth Day

"Swing at me," Yato commanded, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.

Still confused, I complied with his instructions.

Firmly gripping my sword, I raised it high before bringing it down in a powerful swing towards Yato.

Swish—!!

But with ease, Yato sidestepped, evading my attack effortlessly.

Kwish—!!

Before I could even process what had occurred, I felt the cold edge of the blade pressed against my neck.

My gaze followed the blade's path, tracing it back to the shaft and the hands that held it.

It was Yato.

"Your movements are too telegraphed. A skilled opponent would read them easily and counter. You must learn to flow seamlessly from one strike to the next without unnecessary pauses," Yato explained, withdrawing the blade and resuming his stance.

I frowned, realizing the truth in his words. My swings lacked the fluidity and grace that Yato effortlessly displayed.

"Watch closely."