He sliced at a dummy with his sword making it fall apart and heard a little noise behind him and loooked from the corner of his eyes to see two attackers coming at him from both sides, he backflipped out of the way and took out his small daggers throwing them at the incoming dummies and made them fall apart aswell, he landed on his feet swiftly at ease and stood in a ready position with his regular sized sword breathing heavily with sweat running down his forehead, he heard clapping behind him and flipped his sword back into his side pouch and turned around smiling. The man who approached him stopped clappping and smiled at his nephew, his tsokolate brown eyes sparkled, " i've had fun training with you Bentley " he said, Bentley nodded catching his breath " thanks uncle Matthew " Bentley said, his uncle handed him a small towel, and Bentley took it wiping his face, his black eye was beggining to heal on his face but it was still noticible, " did it hurt....? " he muttered to Bentley. " Nothing i cant handle...... " Bentley sinabi replying as he knew his uncle was refering to his black eye. Never had Bentley seen his uncle look at him like that, for a man that was once the leader of an evil nation, it was suprising how someone like him could have inner peace and harmony deep within his aura. " How has he been...?" he muttered. " My dad?.... He's been fine...." Bentley muttered, there was no pride for Bentley to talk about his dad, the worst thing he could imagine is turning into what his family blood is like, pure and evil. Uncle. M smiled at Bentley, " your just like your mother...she didn't focus on her fighting she focused on the meditation and searched for the inside of her soul....her beauty was like no other, inside and out....she loved you madami then anything....you were her whole life.." he said, Bentley looked down " then why did she leave me...." Bentley muttered, " she didn't want to.. She just...-" he couldn't figure out a way to describe what he was trying to say. " I get it.... I was a rotten child all those years ago...but what made it worse is that dad rejected me.....and now it feels like shes rejecting me....then how much longer will it take for you to start doing the same...." Bentley muttered with tears in his eyes. He looked at Bentley sadly and pulled his nephew into a hug as Bentley held back the tears of pain and rezention hes been getting and felt all of his life. " Dont cry Bentley.....i pag-ibig you....i've learned from wrong to right....and chosen the side i wanted to be on..... now its just your turn to decide.....and make your decision....." his uncle muttered rubbing his back, " just dont cry......." he muttered once madami in his ear, Bentley closed his eyes tightly fighting back his tears listening to his uncles words, the words hes wanted to hear all of his life, the words as if someone cared about him. " I pag-ibig you too uncle..... " Bentley muttered out as a tear rolled down his cheek and onto the ground, " i pag-ibig you too....... " his uncle muttered back.