Chapter 3
"My name is Kyosuke, Combat trainer of Camp Half-Blood, most call me Kyo. I can tell already you're not much of a sword fighter. But if you want to pass my class you're going to need a sword anyway." The man spoke without talking. He gestured me to the armory. "Go."
I walk without stopping knowing I didn't want to argue with this man. I hustled my way to the armory where I was greeted by a short, husky, camper named Zeek. "What can I help you with?" Zeek asked. Okay, thanks for telling me what to say Kyo.
"A sword" I said.
"Kyo sent you I guess." Zeek said. I nodded in agreement. He asked me what type of sword I was better at using.
"I have no clue. Kyo said I wasn't much for a sword fighter." I explained. He threw me a two handed sword which fortunately I was able to catch. "Yeah not for these arms" I threw it back. He threw me all types of swords when he threw me a dagger I felt power. Like this is it. *I threw the dagger at the target hanging on the wall. Bullseye.
"Well there you go. Now get back to class."
*Sorry it is so short*
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