"Strength comes not only from where you train, but from what you live."
A heavy silence followed his words, then he raised a hand to signify the end of the duel.
"This is the end of the duel. I declare Henry the winner."
Murmurs began to run through the crowd, having difficulty accepting the fact that a mercenary could defeat apprentice knights in their3rd year at the academy.
Everyone began to look at the mercenaries who had accompanied Henry.
"Henry must be a special existence among them, no?"
"I hope so, because otherwise it would be really scary."
"Can you imagine a group of mercenaries all with that level of power?"
"No, that's impossible, and then what kind of personal strength would it take to keep order in a group of men where everyone has the strength of an apprentice knight?"
"You'd have to be at least as strong as a formal knight, wouldn't you?"
