And so started the backbreaking training for both the students and the teachers, having to plan out various training scenarios and with the help of Vesemir, educate them on the monsters, herbs and potions they hadn't learn yet.

While for Reima it was relatively easy going due to the perks he was given from Being X, Arie was busting his b.a.l.l.s just trying to keep him with the rate Reima was learning.

Reima did feel slightly bad due to his unfair advantage, and even with his learning and comprehension perk Arie managed to barely keep up.

The Witchers constantly reminded Arie that he didn't have to do the trial early just to stay with Reima but he wouldn't hear a word of it.

A few months later,

Reima sat at a table with Arie opposite him eating bread with b.u.t.ter, cheese and venison that they had hunted the previous day. Reima's muscular body that stood at 5.2 feet tall didn't suit a 10 yearold boy, rather he looked like a 13-14 yearold. A combination of mutagens and rigorous training had increased the rate of growth, the results could also be seen on Arie who looks like a 15 yearold with a lean muscular physique, though with the bags under his eyes Reima could tell he wasn't getting much sleep.

Reima "Something wrong mate? You look exhausted..."

Aria sent a glare at Reima and snapped at him "Who's fault do you think that is?"

Reima startled at his sudden change in att.i.tude spoke with subtle confidence, "I don't know, why don't you tell me?"

Arie slams his hands on the table making everything on it jump, "It's you, you p.r.i.c.k!"

He continues "Everything I do is never good enough! You barely even try and yet you are so much better than me!?! I stay up all night reading ahead on topics and yet you still already know them! Is Master Geralt teaching you something that I'm not?!?!" After his outburst he drops into his seat with a vacant look in his eyes, "We're supposed to stick together, and yet it feels like your leaving me behind..."

...

Reima rests his chin on his fist, "I'm sorry that you felt that way... No Geralt isn't teaching me anything different..." Reima thinks back on his Elder Blood training but forgets about it. "You don't have to kill yourself to catch up to me, I'm willing to wait for you to be ready and we can both do the trial together."

Arie's eyes widen at this statement, "You'd do that for me?"

Reima nods "Yeah, at most I reckon you'd only take is a couple months to be ready. Plus, it's not a big deal... Maybe I can learn some other stuff not connected to all the Witcher stuff, You think Geralt knows about high society?" He grins.

Arie grins while wiping his moistening eyes with his s.h.i.+rt sleeve, "Probably, listen, You don't have to wait long... Ill catch up to you quickly!" They finish their meal and head to training.

In the courtyard Geralt waits with Eskel and Aubry with a weapons rack packed with various sizes of axes and pole arms.

Geralt "Alright, you both have been trained in most weapons we have at Kaer Morhen but Aubry here has decided to teach you some Axe tricks he learned while visiting his homeland in Skellige."

Reima turns his head to Aubry and seems confused "You don't seem like someone from Skellige?"

Aubry laughs "That's why they thew me to the Kaer Morhen like old milk, It's fine though... They made up by teaching me their techniques, I intend to get back at them by teaching you lads!.... Alright enough gawking take an axe that fits ye and we will get started."

Reima looks at the axes and finds them all to be polished steel gleaming in the morning light, they each had a maliciously sharp edge and an armour spike on the back end of them. They had various lengths from a single handed short axe to a two handed war axe, he takes a medium sized one that has a similar handle to most wood cutting axes.

Aubry "Alright, who wants to go first... Just to show I'm not pulling your legs, come at me!"

Reima looks at the Witcher who's att.i.tude mimics stereotypical Dwarves and back at Arie who shakes his head in amus.e.m.e.nt.

Reima looks at Aubry acroos from him who has a loose single handed grip on the end of the axes handle. Mustering his courage he runs at Aubry and tries to beary the axe in his chest, Aubry intercepts his axe with a parry, handle to handle. Seeing his momentum gone Reima tries to back up but find his leg caught, Aubry had hooked the back spike of the axe around his ankle. The world spins and Reima find Aubrys axe buried into the ground next to his head...

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Arie claps as Eskel gives a surprised whistle, "Bad luck Reima!"

Aubry collect his axe and helps Reima up. "You see, the tricks I'm gonna be teachin ye all involve this amazing little spike, you don't have to use an axe to do them aswell! Anything that has a lip that can be hooked should be able to surprise whatever your fighting... This is less useful on monsters but I can say with confidence you will eventually end up fighting humans."

He proceed to show the two boys pressure point that can be used against humans, elves and dwarves due to their similar anatomy. The ways he shows them are similar to martial arts Reima had seen in his previous world from locks to bars and throws. Overall it was more interesting from their usually monotonous training they repeat almost everyday.