Keith sparred with Arthur for three whole hours until the old man began to pant heavily.
"Damn, I'm growing old. Back in my day, I used to be able to fight for months on end without needing food or water." he said, rubbing his stubble like a wise old man.
Keith smirked and nodded, "Sure sure, you probably drank your opponent's blood to quench your thirst and ate their flesh to satiate your hunger right?" he said sarcastically but Arthur nodded shamelessly.
"Yes, you're a smart kid."
"....."
Arthur then looked at his wooden sword that had multiple dents and chips before tossing it to the side, "Anyways, I'd say that you're strong enough to fight two royal knights on your own currently. Without your fast healing and fire thing I mean."
"Satisfactory results, I'd say." Keith muttered and nodded before tossing his almost broken down sword to the side too, "Can I improve more by the way?"
