Chapter 28: Broadsword

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I don't know what time it was when I went back to sleep but I know it was late. How do I know? Well, I missed breakfast, a meeting, and lunch. People thought I was dead, but I'm very much alive. Apparently at the meeting today, that I missed,  they discussed sending everyone out in teams of 5 to get each cosmo stone since it'll be easier and more efficient. Teams will go out to collect cosmo stones randomly to keep the Space Pirates from guessing a pattern. I'm going out with HC, Sugar, Guava, and Jelly to get the White Cosmo Stone.

As I walk down to the kitchen to rustle up some food I hear Majung growl at something behind me. Turning I see he and my cat, Sable are squaring up for a fight. Chuckling, I usher Sable away and let Majung eat his food in peace while I make myself some ramen.

"Thank you." I hear as I'm cooking the noodles, pausing I realize that it's Majung.

"You're welcome," I respond smiling over my shoulder at him.

Together, Majung and I went to the training room and turned on the training sentries. I pick up a broadsword to train with since I had little experience with it and I kept getting stuck with it during group training. The sentries launch themselves at us and Majung quickly knocks a few of them away with his head in battle mode. Meanwhile, I block an incoming swipe with the sword and push the sentry away. Using the advantage I plunge the sword into the sentry's abdomen. Majung crunches down on some sentries coming in from behind me and together we make what I dare say, the perfect team. Majung charges and knocks the sentries down as I slash and hack away at them.  Surprisingly the broadsword gets much easier to hold after two or three swings.

"You're better than I thought at a broadsword. Maybe I'll teach you that next."

"What do I need training with this sword for? I'd say I'm a natural!" I reply back slashing my sword again but this time with a fancy twirl.

It scoffs, "Don't flatter yourself. Your posture is sloppy, your feet work's too stagnant, and let's not forget that awful strength in the uppercut."

"Well jeez, tell me how you really feel." I pout.

"I just did."

"That's not what I meant," I say aloud by accident, luckily Majung's too busy to hear me. Or at least he's pretending not too. Not sure which is worse.

Author's note: Sorry for the late chapter. I was busy with other self inflicted projects because I just don't know when to stop. So I kinda forgot about this until now.

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