章 158: Cultivating Again

For the rest of the afternoon, Cynrik proceeded to flit around the ring, attacking his imaginary foe, leaving Brance to spectate in silence. He could tell Cynrik was shadow sparring a speed-based opponent based on his older brother's movements. Mulling over this further, Brance calculated Cynrik's placement in the ring and soon concluded that he was reenacting the fight he had earlier in the day against Mr. Kein.

From time to time, Cynrik would trip over his legs and faceplant before cursing loudly and bouncing back to his feet and continuing his assault.

When Cinyah showed up at dusk to announce it was time for dinner, she came upon a sweaty Cynrik swinging his sword gracefully while jumping from side to side. Watching her son shadow spar, she smiled and waited for him to notice her arrival.