Sylvie was on her way back after observing the third years' matches. She had gone to study their movements, to understand how combat inside the arena differed from fighting genuine danger.
Some students fought recklessly, pouring out everything they had. The stronger ones, however, displayed restraint. Their movements were sharp and economical. No wasted steps, no unnecessary swings.
The few she considered truly superior were not concerned with venting frustration or overpowering their opponents quickly. Instead, they focused on sustaining the battle, controlling its pace, and preserving their stamina.
In a few days, she would face the same assessment.
She needed to remember these details before stepping into that arena.
I just hope Professor Adrian becomes my dueling partner.
A faint blush spread across her cheeks as the words Adrian and partner formed together in her mind.
