Lucius carried his Wind Scar Sword. Captain Donald set himself in the center of the training ground. Most of the guards were still in the barracks, a couple of servants who prepared for the day early noticed the fight and stood a bit to watch.
As usual, Lucius used his youth and agility to his advantage, against someone like Captain Donald, it was being light on one's feet that needed practicing.
Captain Donald didn't rush in like the Viscountess nor did he have any projectiled attacke like Kiana. He was simply a steady fighter who knew how to hold his ground.
'He's not activating his gift. He wants me to tire myself out first so I can't react to when he'll use Tremor Stomp.' Lucius thought as they clashed blades and he withdrew to check Captain Donald's feet.
It wasn't exactly hard to keep watch, and with the distance already being crossed, it was easier to draw the man's attention away from using his gift if Lucius wanted to.