The two men were exactly the old but wise Galen and the stubborn fighter Cael. Before Eldric could even ask what had happened, the two men swiftly moved, their weapons locked against each other with a clang of steel.
For a moment, Eldric thought there was trouble and was about to speak up when he saw the two continue to move and dance around while fighting. It was then that he realized they must have gotten bored and decided to spar with one another.
He could understand, especially the training-crazed Cael. If he could not train, he would find anything to do that resembled training, and it seemed he dragged old man Garen into the picture.
Thinking to this point, Eldric sighed helplessly and took a seat against the wall, adamant about waiting for them to finish.
