Ardiel spent the rest of the day immersed in the energy of Sword Valley, the air crackling with excitement as he engaged in sparring matches with the knights, who were initially skeptical but soon found themselves intrigued by his skills.
As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden hue over the valley, it became clear that Ardiel's swordsmanship was unlike anything they had ever witnessed.
Whispers of awe circulated among the knights, some even boldly claiming that his movements mirrored the Sword Dances from the distant East.
The rhythm of steel clashing against steel echoed around them, a symphony of strength and precision.
But amid the thrill of sparring, there was an unmistakable anticipation brewing in the air, a palpable tension that signaled a confrontation Ardiel was all too familiar with.
It wouldn't be a true test of prowess without Kiera stepping up to challenge him to a duel.
