Taria sighed, gave a respectful nod, and sat down with a scowl, though it was clear she was watching with interest.
As Kaedros stepped forward, he felt something unexpected, eagerness. Maybe he would enjoy this.
"How are we fighting?" Rauk asked.
Kaedros frowned. "There's no structured way. He's too fast for that. Just make sure his sword doesn't touch us."
"Got it." Rauk slung his sword onto his shoulder as they both took their positions before Thalso.
"Fight me when you're ready," Thalso said.
Rauk glanced at Kaedros and nodded, then launched forward, swinging his blade in a wide arc.
Thalso raised his sword and blocked it with ease, not moving an inch. As Rauk stepped in to follow up, trying the same tactic Thalso had used on Taria, Kaedros shot forward.
His sword struck from the opposite side, fast and precise, targeting the head.
Thalso stepped back, blocking Kaedros's slashes one after the other. Kaedros pressed in, relentless, slashing low and high, from every angle.
