Fear?

Mediterranean Sea, June 24th 1801

9:54 AM

Lukas was sitting on the floor of the deck of the ship while Leonhard finished doing his physical exercise.

After a while, Leonhard finally finished, and clapped his hands together. "Alright! ...I'm finished here!" he said as he panted.

Lukas shrugged his shoulders. "Took you long enough," he said as he stood up.

Leonhard scoffed. "Don't complain, Lukas. I could've just refused to do it," he said before crossing his arms.

Lukas then nodded his head. "Okay, okay. You are right," he said as he showed a smile.

Lukas then went to pick two wooden swords from the floor. He took one and tossed it towards towards, which was promptly caught by him.

After that, Lukas also took his sword, and turned towards Leonhard. "Alright, let's start!" he said excitedly.

Leonhard shrugged his shoulders with an unworried expression. "Whenever you want," he said.