Eiro walked up the steps of the square stage that had been constructed in the center of this hall just for the purpose of these fights. He slowly took off his suit jacket and threw it to the side, before rolling up the sleeves of his button-up shirt. And after straightening his vest a bit more, Eiro smiled at the young man in front of him.
"I'm happy that you're this enthusiastic, but this is just a short spar. There's no need to switch into full armor." Eiro explained to Hijar, the younger of the two tiger beastman brothers, but he simply glared back, "Rather, it's a bit insulting that you think you can beat me while wearing that sort of stuffy suit..."
