"Your inhibitions. All of the little insecurities and proprieties that held you back."
"I know what the word means." I shot back, "My question is why."
"Your first council meeting didn't strike me as a particular success. I thought you could use a little...boost."
I raised an eyebrow.
"Without asking me first?"
Lucifer's eyes flashed like cold steel.
"If you don't quite remember, High Commander," he said, his voice lowering as he moved to whisper in my ear, "I own your soul."
"Doesn't that also make you responsible for it?" I asked brazenly, "I want you to fix it."
"I think I almost like you better this way. But no, even if I wanted to, I can't reverse the process. It's ridiculously risky."
I cocked my head to the side.
"Do you think I'm afraid of risk right now?"
He studied me for a moment.
"No. You're not."
With that he turned on his heel, tipping an imaginary hat to me.
"Good day, Commander."
I fumed and stomped off as loudly as I could.
I stopped, huffing, with the wooden sword at my side.
"What is it, Eversio?" I asked, taunting, "Can't handle a little fight?"
His eyes flared and he held his sword over his shoulder.
"You have to maintain control of your attacks." he said flatly, "Swordplay is about the maximum result with minimum effort. You'll get tired out."
"One day you tell me I'm not hitting hard enough and the next I'm hitting too hard. What's next?"
Eversio's eyes narrowed.
"There's something different about you today."
"Yeah," I offered, "I parted my hair to the right instead of the left."
With that I lunged again, driving him back with my slashing.
He parried easily, his eyebrows furrowing in thought.
"Are you still training with Lucifer?"
"Yes. He's shown no sign of letting me off the hook about it either."
Eversio twirled his weapon in what I could only describe as showing off before continuing to stop my advances.
"Just refuse entirely. Act like you can't handle it."
I stopped, pulling a face.
"Well, it'll probably be better for your survival-"
I cut him off.
"Actually, I think being trained by Satan will help me survive in hell. I don't know what your problem with me getting beat up is."
"I'm not kidding. Lucifer pushes people beyond their limits without bothering to notice that he's actually killing them."
"Well, if I die I die." I stated simply, "I don't see how that affects you at all."
Eversio dropped his sword.
"It affects me because it happened to me." he hissed, stomping out of the room and slamming the door behind him.
I gawked for a second, before putting my sword on the rack behind me. Time to move on to Manni's lesson.