"You have the right energy, kid, but your passion is misdirected." Albaric sighed. "What do they teach you kids in the South?"
"The South?" Neri's lip twitched. He looked down at his arms. "You can tell because of my letters?"
Albaric twisted his sword around with one hand. The force of the blade made the air ripple. He circled Neri.
"You're a Southman right? Those markings are your family name." Albaric observed. " Why don't you make things easy for yourself. Were you sent from the South? Or were you hired on the continent?"
Neri's broke off into a bout of childish laughter. He licked his lips."Wrong. Wrong. Wrong."
Neri released a furious series of punches. Albaric dodged each one. As Neri swung from below with a kick, Albaric leapt back. He swung his sword. The air vibrated. Cutting slices of wind flew toward Neri. Neri held up a hand. The wind dissipated.
