Rue settled on the edge comfortably. Pulling out the crackling glaive she tenderly started to care for the weapon while she watched. Not once did her eyes look down. As if her hands had minds of their own.
Travis moved to the opposite end and crossed his arms. Where his gaze focused was unknown due to his mask.
Dimitrin walked into the training yard and a myriad of weapons manifested behind them. They cycled through various options before a spear was chosen. Taking up a stance Dimitrin held the spear, ready to defend if needed.
"A War Sight? Very impressive. How's the quality of the weapons?", Akiol was intrigued.
Dimitrin wasn't the kind to talk in a duel however, immediately they thrust forward with several afterimages of spears.
Cr-pwang-twang~!
Travis frowned, he heard Dimitrin's attacks being deflected but could not see the movement of Akiol's sword. Was it some sort of passive defense Skill?
Averoth crossed his arms, "Damn, I couldn't see that either."
