He is definitely being framed! (EDITED)
The light spirit essence orbs that lined the walls and filled the practice arena with light provided the ideal amount of illumination.
In the center, two young men squared off against each other. They both held a sword in their hands, the polished metal gleaming in the light.
As they circled each other, you could feel the tension mounting between them like a rubber band ready to snap.
"Let's do this." The first, shorter young man smiled and twirled his sword before taking a defensive stance. He kept his feet planted on the ground and raised his blade to eye level.
His opponent mirrored him, readying himself for attack. "Yeah, here I come." His eyes narrowed as he lunged forward, aiming the tip of his sword towards his opponent's heart.
The shorter one had an edge over the taller one, and his eyes narrowed in concentration as he moved around the ring.
Bang! Bang! Bang!