Valaka made for a wonderful sparring partner as well, the huntress matching my agility and skill as we clashed, blade for blade.
Both Eyoli and Valaka helped me work up a sweat as we alternated sparring, each of us taking turns.
A large crowd eventually gathered around us, both young and old, warrior or civilian.
Some began to join us, grabbing whatever weapons were available and partnering up with someone and sparring amongst themselves.
The familiar burning in my muscles as we went on for an hour or two of straight combat was incredible, and many of the Arese around us wore grins as they honed their weapons skills against one another.
The air around us was filled with the stench of sweat and crisp coldness as snow began to fall slowly to the ground, though none of us felt the chill.
In fact, each of us had our bodies emitting steam as we worked out, the intensity of the spars makings itself known.
