Yanael hadn't slept. As a familar and Archangel, sleep wasn't a requirement. She had spent every moment she wasn't by Zach's side swinging her sword. It was nonstop practice for at least a week straight.
But at the same time, if swinging a sword nonstop for a week was enough to reach her current level of mastery, Zach had a feeling that more people would be master swordsmen. It was only because it was Yanael that she had reached such a level in such a short time.
Eventually, Yanael concluded her demonstration, earning a heartfelt round of applause from Zach.
Yanael smiled bashfully. She could tell Zach earnestly appreciated the demonstration and the skill she had displayed.
"I cut it a little short since I felt it would take some time if I included multiple-step variations and defensive maneuvers, Master. I hope you don't mind."
"I'm more than satisfied if you're satisfied, Yanael. That was an excellent demonstration, and I'm happy I asked for it."
