"It's weird having them watch us," Thomas said as he and Carl faced each other. Ice swords in their hands.
Today's class was kinda different. The students couldn't enter the forest because it was prepared for the match. Oh, they could, but no using of magic inside to not create changes to the surroundings. It was impossible because it was a magic class, not some expedition class.
Due to limitations, classes were held at the edge of the forest, practicing using only one element. They could mix it with others, but one element was the highlight.
And Carl and Thomas chose ice.
"Why? They're only sitting and watching us."
"That's exactly what it is. I feel like we're showing a match even though it's just a low-level student practice routine. Nothing is interesting about it."
"Don't be like that. They started at a low level, too."
Thomas thought, breaking his concentration a bit so that Carl took advantage of it. Carl strengthens his sword so that Thomas' sword cracks.
