Father,
I was hoping to recieve a letter from you before I sent another of my own, but I know your distaste for writing, and I understand. Since I wrote you a few suns ago, I've fought in the tournament two more times, winning both. My first bout was with a Miqote that used two daggers, attacking swiftly, and he was as fast as me for much of the fight. We found ourselves in a dance more than a fight, dodging attack after attack. In the end, he was able to hit me once, but he made it worthwhile, sending a hard kick into my family jewels. I was able to hit him much more though, and in the end he yielded to a swift punch to the spine.
My second fight was much more intense, and was basically an exchange of blows until the fight ended. It happened earlier this very sun, in fact. I lunged at the Miqote swordsman and the exchange began. He was able to strike me in the ribs and then he picked up my shield and used it to slam me in the chest. In the end though, I emerged victorious. My next fight is a sun from now, and after having seen my opponent, I know it will be a good fight, after all, we are in the semi-finals now.
Other than that, little of note has happened. the piano was replaced, I helped repair it, and by that I mean I held things while someone skilled worked. I'm not sure when I will write again, but I'll try to send you an update on the tournament at least.
With love,
Alec
