Nodding his agreement, he staves off a chuckle. He firmly believes that new knowledge comes to those of any skill level, be they clumsy, greenhorn apprentices or well-seasoned masters. Perhaps if Lord Dracula, the undisputed champion of darkness and evil, had used his immortality to learn a few more tricks, he would not have fallen under Hector's blade. "Your teacher seems a wise fellow, then," he says, poking the tip of his blade into the soil and leaning against it. "Granted, I do not know him in person."

A few seconds pass before Hector once more draws attention to Firo's strokes. "Try taking a few steps back. 'Tis not necessary to stand so close with longer weapons. Stand close, and not only is it more difficult to swing, but you are left with less time to parry an opponent's attack."