- Sorry, let's not hug today. I have several damaged ribs. – thus stopping Ciara, who rushed towards him, Rei nevertheless took a step back, because the woman was moving towards him at a rather high speed. And she hugged tightly, so much so that it was hardly an ordinary greeting ...

Lately, the woman has made it clearer and clearer that her behavior on the first day was not a test. Even when the guy could easily shoot himself without needing help, after each successful shot she threw herself at him with hugs and frequent kisses, sometimes on the cheek, and more often on the corner of her mouth.

Ciare was undeniably attractive and Rei, being a man, couldn't help but feel attracted to her, but he told himself in his mind that it only distracted him from his original task. In the short time that he spent among the forest, the guy noticed that his thirst for revenge, seething deep in his chest, began to fade. Quite slowly, but...! He did not like this at all, because the object of his hatred stood in front of him every second - he had only to imprudently close his eyes.

The desire for revenge that filled Rey's heart was also gradually weakening. It was annoying, but there was nothing he could do about it. This people was too peaceful and united.

And now, when he told Ciara that he was injured. Rei noticed that the woman's eyes showed a strong excitement. Approaching him, she carefully examined his chest. Unexpectedly gentle, as for a warrior, the woman's hands did not hurt him at all when she gently touched his torso. Taking a breath, she said with a slightly strained smile:

– Do not blame Arvus, he does not know how to teach someone, but I will definitely talk to him.

- No need. The guy shook his head seriously. “This kind of fight is much more effective, and after a few lessons, I will get used to its pace.

Ray understood why Arvus was so easily superior to him. In addition to years of experience, technique and innate reflexes, he had another overwhelming advantage over the guy - he was not a fighter.

Although he was not afraid of weapons and injuries, but his mind was not adapted to combat. He needed to gain experience so that the subconscious itself would get used to how to hit and hit.

Ray had a strong body, keen perception and quick thinking. Even as a novice in martial arts, it was only thanks to the dynamic vision of the forest, enhanced to the limit with the help of soul energy, that he could see the arrow in detail during its flight.

The same was true of Arvus' blows, he clearly saw the blade that was rushing towards him, he understood that he needed to defend himself, but he lacked military skill, lacked movements carved into the brain, brought by countless battles to almost automaticity.

Rey knew that until he could fully control his body and gain experience, he wouldn't even be able to properly resist against Arvus. Fighting was the only way to fix it, so he didn't want Ciare to interfere with his plans.

Looking once more into her cold white eyes, the woman nodded her head.

“Okay… Today we’ll take a break, you’ve already made a lot of progress.

Reluctantly, Ray had to agree with her. His specialization [Archer] was also level 1, but given that he devoted much less time to shooting, there was nothing strange about it.

“Come with me, we need to patch you up a bit.” Saying this, Ciare turned around towards the exit from the training area.

Ray did not argue and followed her, but after a couple of minutes he realized that they were not moving in the direction of the hospital, so he asked the expected question:

- Where are we going?

- HM? To my house, of course. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you.

Noticing the strange gleam in Ciare's eyes, Rey thought about it. But he did not refuse, although he understood what kind of care the woman offers.

“It’s still not going to work out properly in this state, and if you think about it, how long has it been since I was last with a woman?” – he lowered his head, glaring at the charming thighs walking like a wild doe, Ciara. - "Only once. Because of the wounds…”