Later under the darkness of the night, Ed was getting ready to spar against Sharog. To be specific, he was getting ready to not beat her.
"Shel really made this?" Ed asked as he equipped a weighty quote on quote 'suit of armor' To Ed, it seemed as though Shel simply melted a lot of metals and gave it a rough body shape. This made it entirely uncomfortable, Ed felt his movements were suppressed.
"That's right, maybe she has a talent in smithing" Sharog commented equipping herself with some crystals. Though perhaps that was an understatement.
"Where is she now then?" To get this Sharog had to talk to Shel and Ed found it weird that she wouldn't have come to see the spectacle that being the case.
"She was sleeping in the smithy when I asked" Sharog replied as she finally managed to somehow stuff a bunch of wind crystals into her robe. The reason she did this were the rules decided by both of them for the spar which were as follows…
