Show them how to bless a sword

How could you not show these aspiring ladies when they ask so nicely.
“Sure,” You say. “It’s be a pleasure.”
You take place in front of a training dummy and draw your sword. The girls stand on either side of you and gaze intently at you.

You start by making a prayer to the Burning Rose. You make certain to pronounce the syllables loud and clear, so Hanna and Angela can hear them well. As you call upon the Burning Rose’s power, you start to see her image in your mind again. She is beautiful and naked, with wild red hair. Surrounded by small embers.
Like the two times before, the Winter Lotus sneaks up on her. She hugs the Burning Rose from behind, and the embers extinguish.
Once the fires are completely gone, the Winter Lotus’s hands dance up the Burning Rose’s body. Her finger tips trace the redheads pert breasts, then rest on them as the Winter Lotus cups the Burning Roses’s busts.
The red haired goddess frowns, though otherwise seems unaware of what is happening to her.

That is when the sword you are holding lights up with white light. The students are amazed by what they see and Angela gasps in amazement.
You take a step towards the dummy and swing the sanctified blade. The sword makes contact with the dummy’s armor with such a ****, that the clang of metal can be heard throughout the training ground.
“When you strike, it is important to exhale.” you say as the sound of metal still reverberates. “It’ll add a little bit of strength to your blows.”
“Thank you for your lesson, master paladin.” Hanna quickly replies.
Hanna and Angela take their places to try it themselves. Each of them first blesses her blade, Hanna better then Angela, then strike at the dummy’s. Both of them showing much improvement.

“Say, Hanna. Do you think we can stop for a drink?” Angela says after trying just once.
“You’re right. I’m getting thirsty.” The brunette replies.
The girls excuse themselves and leave the training grounds. Now that you are alone, you make good use of your time and give the dummy’s a thorough punishment.
As you train, you learn you don’t get tired so quickly any more. You assume that is probably because of your now undead nature. Since your heart no longer beats, it can’t get overworked any more. You don’t even sweat any more. Most importantly, you don't get out of breath.
This is amazing, you can fight on for hours now. Submitting to the Winter Lotus was the best thing that could have happened to you. When you return to White Cliff abbey, you'll make certain to hunt daemons for all night long, every night.