Ian started walking away a few steps from me and drew a horizontal line in front of him with his left foot.

At this point, I was still shocked that he was the one training me. I mean, why?

"To start off, let's see what you can do. If there's anything at all, that is." he commented with a snarky tone. How dare he?

I sighed annoyed and took a stance. I wasn't sure if my stance was right, but I settled with what I was comfortable the most. "Don't come crying when you're all beaten later." I tried to threaten.

He seemed to ignore me and shrugged me off....