Nice to meet you

Zack raised an eyebrow before asking,

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," Zaroth immediately replied, gripping his sword harder.

He had asked Zack for a spar, but without him holding back,

Seeing that he was the best melee fighter among their group, he was the best one to ask to be a training partner.

"Aren't you going to summon Silverfang?"

"No, the idea is to fight on my own."

While it was true that Zaroth was at heart a Beast Master, and he was supposed to rely on his summon when a dire situation came, he still wanted to get stronger himself.

There wasn't any shame in trying to gain more strength, or at least that's how Zaroth felt.

Not that he was able to feel anything similar to shame, of course.

"Alright, here I come," Zack muttered under his breath.

The next second, he was already in front of Zaroth with his sword raised high in the air.