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"It's time to begin the training," Penthesilea said firmly. Ritsuka already felt like he made a mistake. But he couldn't help it. It was always disheartening to see his Servants fight, while he had to stand back and provide support. So, when the Amazonian Servant approached him with an offer of personally training him, he couldn't being himself to refuse and rayshifted with her to this secluded training spot. Perhaps, it wasn't a good idea to accept a Berserker as a teacher. Well, what's done is done. The only thing to do now was push forward. "Alright Penth, I promise I won't disappoint you," Ritsuka replied. Later: Penthesilea was disappointed. The scowling Berserker stood with her hands on her hips as she glared down at the exhausted form of her Master, who had reached his limit after going through what a normal person would call an intense workout, but didn't a mean a thing to a woman like Penth. Penth would've showed patience and called it a day. That is, if she had been