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That the vampire easily dodged the dagger wasn’t a real surprise but Freya couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed that he did it with so much ease. Still she nodded in thanks at the praise happy to hear her first throw wasn’t a complete dud. “Okay.” Fay added walking over to collect the dagger, she what else Caleb had in mind for her training considering his first directive was essentially, to attack him. The blade had fallen a little further then Freya had initially thought but it didn’t take her too long to retrieve it, as she turned back Freya asked “What now?”
He could see the disappointment that was on her face, that was obvious and something she was going to have to learn to get over. There were more than enough people in this Institute who could easily avoid a knife being thrown at them, she was just going to have to get used to that. “That knife needs to become part of you, it has to become second nature, an extension of your arm. That knife is going to make the difference between you and your opponent in a fight.” Caleb grabbed the training pads from the side and slipped them on, stepping towards her as he rolled his shoulders. “Get in your fight stance, we’ll work from there.”














