Cale glanced across the training ground at Amaris, who was doing warm-up exercises. Cale was struck by her focused preparation. She usually had a sarcastic and talkative style. But she seemed to be taking this training seriously.
Standing at the edge of the training area, he could hear Dante, Hope and Felix talking anxiously about who would win. Cale sighed. He couldn't believe he had come here out of curiosity when he normally had so much to do.
"Are you ready now?" he asked impatiently, pausing as Amaris stretched her arm over her head.
"Yes, I'm ready. Let's get started!"
"What kind of training do you want? Fighting to the best of our abilities?"
Amaris put one foot back and unsheathed the sword at his waist. "What's the point of training if we don't fight with everything we've got?"
"Okay, let's get started."
