Raegar continued fighting with his grandfather and father until the three were exhausted, the older men were catching their breath, and he rubbed his arm as the blade of Alaric's sword hit him. Just then, Griffin surged forward, catching him off guard as the two traded blows, making the older man beam. ''That's it! Show me what you can do, boy! Push beyond your limits!''
His muscles burned as he pushed himself to the edge, trading furious punches with Griffin in a storm of raw power. The training ground pulsed with energy, their Aethers blazing, Raegar's fiery red clashing against the older man's electric blue. Each blow sent shockwaves through the air, kicking up dust and scattering debris.
