Arthur and Julia stood facing each other inside a large Japanese-style dojo located within the mansion.
The dojo was massive and beautifully constructed.
Smooth wooden floors stretched across the hall, polished so well that the soft sunlight coming through the paper-paneled windows reflected gently across the surface. The walls were lined with traditional weapon racks holding training swords, spears, staffs, and bows.
Large wooden pillars supported the high ceiling, where long banners displaying ancient martial symbols hung quietly.
The scent of polished wood and faint incense lingered in the air.
At the far side of the dojo stood Yuna, leaning casually against one of the pillars, clearly enjoying the situation.
Arthur rolled his shoulders and stretched his body slightly.
But his attention was not on Julia.
It was somewhere else entirely.
Suddenly—
A window materialized in front of Arthur's vision.
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