OBS Chapter 43: Morning Spar
Chapter 43: Morning Spar
Ren and Thorn sat in the training grounds of Ross Castle, pulling on their gear in preparation for their morning session.
It had become a habit they’d built since they were on the border. While they’d received training from the Knights there, they’d also made it a habit to train together.
As Ren tightened the straps on his gloves, Thorn glanced at him. "So, what’s the plan for keeping Lilith from hovering over you at the capital? Because let’s be honest, she’s not going to let you breathe."
Ren exhaled at his words. He’d also been
Ren flickered to the side, narrowly avoiding the strike before countering with a quick slash.
She blocked, her armor absorbing the impact before retaliating with a rapid series of knife strikes.
Ren stepped forward, closing the distance between them. His sword flashed, deflecting her blades as he tried to get inside her guard. But she kept stepping back, trying to keep him at a distance.
Every time she threw a weapon, another materialized instantly, making her assault neverending.
But Ren had spent years perfecting his own combat style.
The moment he saw an opening, he lunged, feinting to her left before twisting at the last second. His blade grazed past the flash of instinctive energy at his movement, before stopping just at her collarbone.
Lilith froze.
A slow smirk formed on Ren’s lips. "You’ve improved."
Lilith’s breath was uneven, but she was smiling. "Not enough, apparently."
Ren stepped back, lowering his weapon. "You’re strong, Lilith. But I can tell you’re holding back."
Lilith blinked before tilting her head playfully. "Maybe. Or maybe I just wanted you to win."
Ren narrowed his eyes slightly. He wasn’t sure if she was teasing him or she was being serious. Either way, he knew one thing. She was much stronger than he was.
He knew what Soul Dominion could do. It was much more than just translucent armor and an infinite weapon arsenal. But even just that was nothing to scoff at.
Fortunately, her Gift wasn’t overtaking her emotions, meaning she was still in control. That was the most important thing.
Lilith let out a breath, placing a hand on her hip. "I’ll win next time."
Ren chuckled. "Looking forward to it."
As they stepped away, Thorn leaned in and muttered under his breath. "I don’t know if you should be looking forward to anything when it comes to her."
"Like we have any other choice." Ren chuckled.