Zion glanced towards Jacob, who was constantly repelling the thrusts and swings of the spearman, before facing Sarah, who was still fighting the swordsman.
He spun his blades around to lay the long blades along his forearms and ran over to Ithil while Aala flew over.
"Either of you need help?" Zion asked after noticing the pair were intensely focused. Both Sarah and Jacob responded with, "No." As they continued their fights.
The three of them then just stepped back and rested as they watched.
Sarah's sword clanged against her opponent's sword as she gritted her teeth with irritation. Everyone else had finished their fights, while she still hadn't yet, but at the same time, she didn't want to ask for help.
She felt like she needed to do this alone, just once, to prove to Zion that she was good enough.
