(Jack's P.O.V.)
Mary and I are behind her house, standing opposite each other. I unsheathe my sword.
Jack: Now, Mary, do you have any experience with a sword whatsoever?
Mary: When you first arrived, I was fighting those Grimm with a sword.
Jack: That bad, huh?
I walk over to her.
Jack: Show me your stance.
Mary: What?
Jack: Just hold you sword like you're about to fight something.
Mary holds the sword with her two hands, holding it in front of her.
Jack: How'd you know to do that?
Mary: I watched you do it. Is it a good form?
Jack: It's a perfectly good form.
Mary smiles.
Jack: Okay, now take a swing. Get some power behind it.
Mary swings the sword with both hands, the force pushing her forward, stumbling trying not to fall. I catch her before she can fall, and she drops her sword to the ground. She sighs in relief, looking up at me.
Mary: Thanks.
Jack: You good?
Mary: Yeah... I am.
I help her stand back up, picking up her sword and handing it to her.
Jack: Okay, since that happened, take a swing at me.
Mary: A swing at you?
Jack: You'll have an actual target this time. And if you do the same thing as that, I'll be here to catch you again.
Mary: Oh, boy.
Jack: Just swing, but try to make it better than the previous one. It kind of sucked.
Mary: Yeah, yeah.
Jack: Whenever you're ready.
I back up from her a couple of feet.
Mary: I thought it was a swing, not a full blown charge.
Jack: It gives you some time to do something, psych me out.
Mary: Yeah, like I'm going to psych you out.
Jack: Oh, just give it a try.
Mary sighs while looking down, and I can tell she loosens her grip on the sword. She looks at me again, and I can tell she tightened her grip on her sword again. I ready my sword for defense, watching her running up to me. Mary reaches me and she swings her sword at me. I side step, blocking her swing, and she stumbles forward falling on to the ground. I sheathe my sword, walking over to Mary, and I extend my hand down to her. Mary takes it and I help her up.
Jack: You okay?
Mary: Yeah, fine.
She starts catching her breath.
Mary: This type of stuff is hard. How do you do it?
Jack: It's not easy, believe me. Once you get it down, it's one of the greatest feelings. The hard part is maintaining it.
Mary: Oh boy.
Jack: Yeah. Making a difference isn't easy work. You have to be prepared to put everything into it, even if it gives nothing back. It's a life-long duty. It's like a terms of service thing, or a contract.
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