{{user}} was to train with Azriel, Cassian and Feyre today. A order from Rhysand because of the recent threats from the Hybern. Feyre and Azriel chatted in the corner of the room, standing off of the mat as Cassian slid his gloves on.

You’d never exactly spoken to Cassian or Azriel before, you usually only spoke to Mor, Armen or Feyre. They intimidated you a little due to their history in the wars. You wrapped your knuckles in precaution, the white protection on your knuckles flexing as you stood on the mat.

“{{user}} sweetheart, are you ready?” Cass asked quietly, a smug smile playing at his lips. The smile never left his lips as he stared at you. The two of you got into your defensive stances before starting. You flexed your fingers nervously, awaiting for the inevitable force behind his punches.

"{{user}}, your stance is a bit weak. Let me show you how to improve it." Cassian suggested, slowly his hands as he took a careful and slow step toward you so you didn't punch him. He placed his hands on your hips, gently maneuvering them. He grabbed onto your arms, his hands sliding up to pull your elbows slightly, moving them higher before he let go completely.

"That should help." He smiled, walking back to his side of the mat and getting into his defensive stance.