Every morning, they would wake up at sunrise and spar with one another. Well, in most mornings, Warden simply didn't sleep. A couple of hours of meditation were enough to keep him rejuvenated for the most part. That was, unless he were to complete laying layers after layers of runes into a weapon.
"You don't tire, do you?" the captain asked after they finished their round of sparring, which lasted over an hour.
"Recovery does come in handy in almost everything," Warden grinned.
"Recover, huh?" Agnes scowled, feeling the rush of competitiveness, which was a rare sight for her, to be honest. "I don't have that attribute."
