Kwon JuwanThe blue barrier sinks low, and the harmless light marks vanish from the air. A line broken by half a beat remains on one of the footstep diagrams on the floor.
Juwan takes off his thin gloves and opens his observation notebook in front of the broken line. He readjusts his silver sleeve fasteners before looking up.
You have a look on your face that says you've found a weakness in my defense. Don't say it today; it just gives me one more reason to see you again tomorrow.
Of course, tomorrow's training is optional. If we do it again, let's first decide how much of a hint we'll give each other. Or we can stop talking about sparring for today and just have some tea.