The first class in the morning was Weapon Class, and Everlearn had awoken early for it.
When he stepped through the dojo doors, only about twelve students had arrived earlier than he had.
He didn't immediately go to his seat; instead, he turned to the walls where the weapons were.
Grabbing a spear, he rolled it in his hands, and it was as familiar as ever.
But this time, Everlearn thought differently.
All he had ever used was a spear, and that was why he used it.
But there were many other weapons around.
Why not give them a try and see if there was one he liked?
And so, he began, from swinging a heavy club to throwing knives.
As the students came in, they watched him move around the wall, feeling the weapon in his hands before returning it and picking up another.
Most of them could sense what he was up to, and some joined in, picking up weapons to get a feel for them before putting them down.
