[Those were the magic words. Byleth visibly perked up, his eyes bright and figurative tail beginning to wag at the thought of having his nearest and dearest sparring partner thrashing him around the ring again.
In truth, Byleth was rusty as hell, as the life-or-death situations that he pinballed between back in Fódlan were rather... sparse, here. With the monsters recently evicted in major numbers from Alenroux, and a lack of suitable sparring partners, Byleth's only been able to train on his own against imaginary foes. He had almost forgotten how it felt to be in a large, chaotic battlefield, fighting against numerous foes, or a skilled swordsman pressing the advantage. If Shez wanted to easy win, now was the time to get it while Byleth's blade was dull.]
Yes. Yes, we can spar whenever you wish - tonight, or tomorrow morning, in fact.
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In truth, Byleth was rusty as hell, as the life-or-death situations that he pinballed between back in Fódlan were rather... sparse, here. With the monsters recently evicted in major numbers from Alenroux, and a lack of suitable sparring partners, Byleth's only been able to train on his own against imaginary foes. He had almost forgotten how it felt to be in a large, chaotic battlefield, fighting against numerous foes, or a skilled swordsman pressing the advantage. If Shez wanted to easy win, now was the time to get it while Byleth's blade was dull.]
Yes. Yes, we can spar whenever you wish - tonight, or tomorrow morning, in fact.