The soldiers nodded, murmuring amongst themselves, and Elias turned to leave the training yard, Lord Varric at his side.
"That fight got my blood boiling," Varric said, cracking his knuckles and stretching his neck from side to side. "Now I want to join in."
The soldiers who had been murmuring among themselves immediately fell silent, only to erupt in hushed whispers moments later.
"Lord Varric's going to fight?"
"Elias is done for now…"
"Nobody stands a chance against Varric. Not even Elias."
The air was thick with anticipation, and many of the soldiers exchanged glances, excitement lighting up their faces. It wasn't every day they got to witness the great Lord Varric in action. Despite his noble duties, Varric was known to be one of the most formidable warriors in Eldorian history—a man who wielded strength and strategy with equal mastery.
Elias turned to face him, a calm smile on his lips. "You want to spar with me, Varric?"
