He shouldn't have been doing this. It had gone against all of the lessons he'd been taught throughout his life, though sitting back and watching his mother die, causing his hometown to burn to the ground, and practically begging his student to murder him only served to prove he had no honor left. No pride. So there would be no harm in a friendly competition if the kid truly felt up to it, right?

Right.

The wing shot up into the air, bringing with it a powerful gust of wind, blowing back a few civilians and scraps of paper within the small radius, and with any strength he could manage, the elder SOLDIER leaped into the air, taking off at an alarming speed.