It took about a couple of minutes for the instructor to divide the students, leaving Warden with twenty-three students. Although close combatants were high in numbers among the students compared to any other class. After all, there were also plenty of combat instructors in close combatant classes.
"Now you'll form a pair and spar together," Warden announced. "You have sixty seconds to make your pairs."
Warden was delighted to have eleven pairs of boys and girls and a lone guy by the end of sixty seconds.
"You, come here," Warden called the blonde lone guy. "You'll spar with me. What is your name?"
"Dirk," the youth with blond hair and a handsome face said proudly, "Dirk Archer."
"Alright," Warden said. "Everyone will spar three times with their pair. Dirk, take notice of who performs well."
"Instructor," Dirk perked his eyebrows. "Aren't we supposed to spar?"
