"Lucian, wrong," Damian said as he blocked Sam's aura-clad sword and deftly deflected him to the side.
Lucian noted the word and quickly looked up its pronunciation before she resumed chanting.
"Einar, start from the second-to-last word," Damian instructed again while lunging to attack Sam.
She followed suit as well. One by one, he pointed out their mistakes, and with each correction, they learned a little more—only to stumble into another mistake soon after.
Damian and Sam squared off, swords raised. They traded swift strikes, each testing the other's defense. Sam advanced with quick, sharp attacks, but Damian countered with precise blocks and well-timed ripostes. The sparring was fast-paced, each blow a challenge to improve their technique and aura mastery.