A knight’s values (2)

"Then spar with me right here and now! It should be an honour for you!"

"Nah, piss off and go back to your mom brat. Come back and ask me when you've learned how to request things of people."

Sending the knightling on her way Dax went along with his perfectly peaceful day which had no major events and was nice and relaxing.

"HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME AND MY MOTHER!"

Or at least that's how his fantasy of the current events. Completely outraged by his insults, the knightling charged at Dax as a fury of mana surrounded her and acted completely ignorant to the surrounding spectator's and their well being.

(What the fuck is she doing!?)

Choosing not to draw his own weapon, Dax adjusted his stance and met the young knight's downwards swing and deflected it to the side with his bare hand.

"Wha!-"