Felix stepped onto the training grounds, ready to train by himself, which was the way he preferred it. Few people at Garreg Mach could actually give him a real challenge, and he didn't waste his time with weaklings.

But then he saw you. The way you handled yourself, your smooth movements. It wasn't just confidence. It was skill. Control. Maybe you could be a worthy sparring partner.

"Hey. You. Spar with me. Now."

His tone was as sharp as the training sword he picked up as he walked over to you, not waiting for your answer.