Etienne stared up at Jeremy in confusion, still pushing against the Dragon's Tail pressing down on his chest, "So what? Are you asking me if Guy Yamato had something to do with my training too?"
Jeremy pressed the weapon down harder, "I'm asking you a lot of things, but we can start with that one. Was he responsible, do you know?"
Etienne snarled, "No, he wasn't. I was taught by Hattori Hanzo's son, Hattori Matsunari, on a remote island in Japan. I wasn't tricked by some imposter like you. That little story you told me was years ago, wasn't it? Is this Guy Yamato even still around?"
Jeremy sighed deeply and lifted his weapon off of Etienne. He pinched his forehead, "Your ignorance is astounding. Have you really never heard of Guy Yamato before just now? You've never heard of the Sword Saint?"
"The name does sound vaguely familiar, but I'm not sure why…" Etienne thought to himself.
Etienne sat up and looked at him, "Guy Yamato…should I know who that is?"
