Arza couldn't help but think disappointedly. He had hyped himself up greatly, but his opponent was still acting like a coward. Inevitably, his hands started itching for a spar with Evin again. They hadn't fought at all for the past two months, since both were busy with their own things.
Arza learned a lot in the academy classes, but the level of information that he learned was simply too low level to matter. On the other hand, Evin was progressing at a rapid pace. Arza didn't know what the other was studying exactly, but it surely wasn't the same as listening to an old instructor drone on endlessly about random runes and their effects.
As Arza was thinking of such idle things, the pillars of ice finally came surrounded him tightly from all sides.
"Finally," Arza murmured.