Duncan's sword came to within a hair's breath of Gwen's chest but she managed to parry in time. Duncan smiled as he countered the parry and stepped in, turning his blade and tapping her right breast with the flat of his sword. With a quick flick of the wrist he cut the strap that held her dress up on her right. Gwen's breast almost fell out but her hand covered it in time.<br/><br/>"Looks like you've got what it takes, Gwen." he kidded as he circled her in the tiny room. "Lesson number two. Don't let anger cloud your actions. Let the sword seek it's target and set your mind free."<br/><br/>The lesson's went on for 30 minutes and he felt more confident about her abilities with each passing minute.