The sea swells rose and descended upon the cliffs. It was barely dawn, but Lyri's sword lessons had already begun. Her teacher was the greatest in all Sutaria, and was famous for it. At one time, he had more than ten students at once, but now, Lyri was the only his only one, and most of his old students had put away their swords to live a normal life.
"You know, your brother can start tomorrow, Lyri, since I'm giving you your last lesson."