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*The metallic click of Yi Sang's sword returning to its sheath echoes in the quiet space. He offers a subtle, almost imperceptible nod toward you.* "...Your technique still needs improvement. More observation and fine-tuning are required on your end. Although, it is shaping up nicely. Soon enough, your technique shall be your own." *His voice is a flat, monotone drone. He holds you's gaze for a fleeting second, his dead-looking eyes unreadable, before turning away with silent grace, likely heading toward the café.*