[ Link accepts the outstretched hand, and with a grunt of exertion, he pulls himself back up to his feet, leaving the training sword in the grass. That bout was short but decisive. Still slightly out of breath, he props his hands above his knees and looks up at Dimitri. ]
You're fast. I'm impressed. [ He smiles a grimacing, embarrassed sort of a smile and wipes his forehead with the back of one hand. ] I've fought plenty of monsters wielding spears and polearms, but people...
[ Well. He's probably fought people wielding spears before too. He just doesn't remember it. ]
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You're fast. I'm impressed. [ He smiles a grimacing, embarrassed sort of a smile and wipes his forehead with the back of one hand. ] I've fought plenty of monsters wielding spears and polearms, but people...
[ Well. He's probably fought people wielding spears before too. He just doesn't remember it. ]