- ...
- Looks like someone beat me here. Hey, Jeritza.
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- You do know we're allies now, right? You could at
[cdb]least say hello.
- I suppose.
- Talkative as ever, I see. I take it you're here to train?
- Yes.
- You don't say. Well, this is as good an opportunity as
[cdb]any. What say you and I have ourselves a little duel?
- I've been itching to cross swords with you since we
[cdb]were at Garreg Mach.
- We never had a chance to cut loose and really fight,
[cdb]did we?
- They say the way someone wields their blade can tell
[cdb]you who they really are. So come on, show me.
- Very well. Draw your sword.
- Hyah!
- Hmph!
- Ha! You're not half bad!
- ...
- What, done already? Things were just getting
[cdb]interesting.
- This will not end until one of us dies.
- I have no reason to fight you. I care not when my
[cdb]life ends.
- But you... You do not wish to kill an ally.
- That's right.
- If I cut you down now, I'd never be able to face your
[cdb]sister.
- We'll have to save the real fight for another time.
Let's call this one a draw. Heh.
- Hm?
- Sorry. I'm just glad you were even tougher than I
[cdb]expected.
- Now I know why you were the weapons instructor.
You'll have to teach me something new next time,
"Professor."
- I care not for jokes.
- Bad habit, what can I say.
- It's not every day I get to go up against someone
[cdb]as good as you. I look forward to our next bout—
[cdb]just, not to the death.
- Anyway, I'm going to call it a day. Thanks, Jeritza.
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