also indicated her nimbleness. Draco had no doubt that he was facing a truly powerful warrior. In addition, his instincts told him that she posed a real threat.
‘I see you have your own weapon. Good.’ The dragon didn't even notice when the training sword from the rack found its way into the instructor's hand. She stood three steps away from him and assumed a basic stance. ‘The test will be simple. Attack me as if you want to hurt me.’ She smiled carefree. ‘You may begin.’
It took Darco a few heartbeats before the meaning of the command pierced through the nonchalance with which it was uttered. He instantly reached for his sword. He took Gler'thys in his hand and attacked almost immediately. The dragon had no doubt that he would not be able to hurt his opponent, but he decided to follow the command diligently.
He began as befits a dragon, or at least someone who had studied in Dagos, with a leap forward and a cut from a short charge. The blade only groaned as it collided with the training blade. He feinted and moved slightly out of the orc's reach. He couldn't see any gaps in her defence. He quickly decided to play more on surprise. He moved forward again, attacking with heavy blows aimed at the upper half of her body. After a few parried attacks, he quickly changed his style, switching to a more refined one that matched the balance of his sword. The blade swirled and danced in the air. The training hall was filled with the sound of clashing steel, even though Draco was unable to see the instructor's movements. It seemed as if her sword simply appeared in the right place all of a sudden.
The barrage of blows lasted a good while. The dragon tried various things - from feinting blows, to sidestepping, to suddenly changing his fighting style. Nothing worked. He didn't even notice a hint of surprise in the woman's eyes, as if he had been an open book to her from the start. Moreover, one that she
