The Restorer
Roman nodded, a thoughtful expression softening his features. "Thank you, Master Cerrik," he said, his voice filled with quiet respect. "I will keep your words in mind." He bowed slightly, a gesture of gratitude and deference. With that, he turned and gathered his training gear, a renewed sense of purpose settling within him. He strode out of the secluded training area, ready to apply the Master's words to his upcoming sparring sessions with the other Padawans, eager to explore the delicate dance of the Force beyond raw power.
