Ed charged forward. His sword arm stretched to the side.
Marcus stood there, unmoving. He didn't mind having a bit of fun with this classmate of his.
The other pair of students already clashed, but no one really paid much attention to them. All eyes were on Marcus and Ed. They wondered if Marcus is also good at actual combat.
Ed slashed his sword as he arrived close to Marcus. He has been diligently training for more than 3 years and if he were to evaluate himself, he'd say that he had no rivals among his peers.
Marcus threw two of the three arrows a couple of meters behind him, leaving him with one arrow and a bow. He then rolled back while pulling the bowstring with the arrow loaded.
*woosh*
The arrow streaked in the air as it aimed towards Ed's right leg.
Ed scoffed. He easily deflected the incoming projectile. For him, that was child's play.
"Ahhh!" Ed yelled. Pain coarse around his left thigh.
