Chapter 57 - C-rank at Best

"WHY ARE YOU GOING EASY ON ME?" I strike out against Lance. He parries the blow easily, and my dagger, Trivia sparks amber against the silver steel of his longsword. I swipe again at him, this time going left and hard. He blocks me yet again. I'm not shocked that his dexterity with a weapon extends to both his hands. He changes his sword, Dread, from right to left like it's a poker for a fireplace. And everytime I think I've seen a loose spot, he just as quickly blocks any assault. As much as it delights me, it also drives me crazy.