"Hoh? The Lunatic is housing another?" the stranger callously asked, his gruff voice echoing from the door. "I didn't know you were sane enough to have another person stand next to you."
I raised an eyebrow at the statement as I wielded my staff at the ready. With my right hand holding the staff in front of me as the left held it back, the range advantage was already apparent to me as I cautiously moved forward-
"Brother! Stay back!"
I immediately paused in my steps, my feet unmoving as I stood in place just behind my sister. Meanwhile, Lise held her blades at the ready, her own style still being used since I hadn't started tutoring her with my own. Either way, I didn't even want to change her style. It would just wreck her natural flow at this point.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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