"So, where is my surprise?" Shin asked the moment Elior came into the dressing room.
Elior smiled slightly, sweat beads dripping down his face. "You will get to see it after you win the next match," he said, resting his butt onto the bench, still breathing a little rigidly. "It won't be difficult after the sword I gave you right?"
Shin laughed stiffly, and held the new sword—not the one Elior gave him, but another of the basics ones provided by the academy.
Ileana looked at him peculiarly. In the match, she just saw him outclassing an upperclassman so easily, like it was nothing to him. Including the students of other grades, they were also shocked to see such an outcome and that too in such a fashion. He had not let his opponent make even a single move threatening to him. From the outside, it looked like it was a contest between two classes apart and Elior being on the higher end.
