Yuna stood quietly, waiting for Arthur's answer.
Even though she appeared calm on the outside, her mind was a little restless.
'Will he accept... or refuse?'
She could not tell.
Arthur was unpredictable. He was strong, determined, and far from ordinary. That was exactly why she had chosen him.
She could see that he was someone who only cared about getting stronger no matter the method.
Just like her own master had once done for her, Yuna wanted to pass down everything she had learned. Her techniques, her combat style, her experience on the battlefield.
All of it.
'My legacy shouldn't disappear with me.'
Yuna had made many enemies during her life. Powerful enemies.
She understood something most warriors eventually realized.
No one lived forever.
'Who knows which day will be my last.'
If that day ever came, she wanted someone to carry her name forward. Someone who could prove that the things she taught still lived on.
And Arthur was the perfect candidate.
