Chirp... Chirp....
A melodious humming sound of birth chirping could be heard inside a room. Sunlight was streaming through the tall glass window, gently illuminating the contents of the room.
With the light casting a warm facade on his face with the constant chirping of birds, the man soon opened his eyes gently.
He was Ray Von Gracefall, the Count Of Gracefall Territory.
After opening his eyes, a lavish chandelier greeted his gaze. After looking towards it for some moments with empty thoughts, Ray finally got up from bed.
He then walked toward the left side of the room, where he found a door. Opening it, he went inside it.
It was a spacious bathroom. Stepping inside, he stopped in front of a mirror.
Two deep scarlet eyes, a proportionate nose, and a well-defined jawline, framed with jet black hair, and lean yet muscular psychics.
He definitely was the direct bloodline of Gracefall. Anybody could have told that even with a mere glance, as he had taken his appearance from Gracefall. He might not be the most handsome but his appearance was average.
Ray then started his morning routine. After brushing his teeths, he quickly took a bath.
After showering, he dried himself with a warm towel and stepped outside the bathroom.
Clad in a black shirt coupled with white pants, he began fitting a brooch just below his collar, whilst looking in a mirror before him.
The brooch gleamed with a majestic silvery hue. Giving his overall appearance an aura of nobility and elegance.
After lingering for some moments, he then stepped outside the room.
***
In what seemed to be a wide space, a man and a woman in her mid 20s could be seen staring at each other, while standing a few meters away.
It was Ray and Evelyn.
Evelyn and Ray, they were both in battle stances. Without moving by themselves, they waited for the other one to start attacking first.
Noticing that Evelyn wasn't going to make the first move anytime soon, Ray sprinted towards Evelyn with incredible speed.
After getting just inches in front of her, he landed a roundhouse kick, straight to the right side of her neck.
Without even looking at the coming leg towards her, she grabbed it with her hands and made her right leg move straight towards Ray's face.
As his right leg was still caught by Evelyn, Ray moved both of his hands in a cross position in midair.
Bang-
Even though Ray did block the coming leg with both of his hands, he still landed very far on his back on the hard ground.
He could feel it, his hands, they were almost about to be broken.
Without even getting to think more, Evelyn's image from the distance quickly dissolved into fragments and appeared just before him.
Seeing Evelyn was going to kick him in the face, while he was still lying on his back, he quickly moved his hand on the side of his head.
But before Evelyn's leg could meet Ray's hand which was protecting his head, it redirected itself into his side of the stomach.
Pukh-!!
At the impact, Ray's body landed very far away, hitting the edge of the wall. He could feel it now, his bones, they were finally broken.
'Fuck, it fucking hurts.' Ray cursed out inwardly. He had to be more worried about not cursing in front of her than about his broken bones. Because Evelyn would have beaten even more shit out of him if she caught him speaking curses.
Just at this thought, Ray's body trembled vigorously as cold sweat rushed down through his spine.
After what seemed to be five seconds, green light started to appear from Ray's broken parts, his body had started to heal. It was rather quick.
Evelyn didn't show it, but she was actually really impressed. It was almost impressive seeing him catch up to her attack in little more than a week since he started training even though he couldn't block it.
After sensing that Ray's body had already healed up completely, and he was just catching up his breath, Evelyn made her way towards him.
Her figure once again broke into fragments while leaving an after image. Ray couldn't see it, but he could feel it. It was his instinct that he was able to predict her moves after all.
A cold rush of air swept across his face. It was almost refreshing.... Well-no, just after the cold air, a kick came flying towards his face from the right side.
He knew what it was. He even knew what he had to do. But even then, his body refused to move.
More precisely, his body couldn't react faster than the coming kick.
'Is this what they call to be fucked?'
Ray started giving his prayers. While thinking about all the good and bad things he had done in life.
It was a short life, but nevertheless a good life.
'God, please do not forget this follower of yours...'
But just as his face was just one inch away from the kick, it stopped. But even then, the pressure it brought caused Ray's hair to sway across his face.
"This is how you do a roundhouse kick, Count."
A smooth, crisp voice reached down Ray's ear.
'Ah shit.... You didn't have to do that just to show a fucking kick, you crazy woman'
I almost pissed my pants, you know.
Ray on the outside didn't even react to it, he just fell down on his butt on the hard surface, while he gazed towards the sky. It was a clear blue sky.
The spar was already over.