Aether stood in an open field.
"So you're gonna train me?"
Lyra crossed her arms.
"If you want to survive… yes."
Aether smirked.
"I'm already strong."
Lyra disappeared.
In an instant—
She appeared behind him and kicked him down.
BOOM!!
"…Not strong enough."
Aether got up, surprised.
"…Fast."
"Again."
For hours—
They fought.
Aether struggled.
For the first time—
He was losing.
"…Damn it…"
His breathing grew heavy.
Lyra stopped.
"You rely too much on raw power."
Aether clenched his fist.
"…Then teach me control."
Lyra smiled slightly.
"Good answer."