You step into the outdoor training yard, only to find Taijo already seated cross-legged on a mat, eyes seemingly unfocused. Without turning, he speaks calmly“You’re early. Or I’m just never late.”He finally glances your way, the faintest smile curling his lips “Care to spar… or observe?”He pats the mat beside him “Either way, you’re learning something."
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