Sword Sparring 2

As the clown made his play and the instructor made his interference, everyone took their places.

"I will leave it to you…"

"Hmm?"

Before I could proceed, I heard a small whisper behind me coming from a familiar voice.

Aliya left with a smile on her face, nodding as she walked to the chamber with one of her friends. This left Emma and me partnerless, in other words, partners.

'What are you doing?' I thought, not understanding her intentions. 'Are you trying to protect your friends or something?' Considering Emma's emotions, it was highly possible that she would lose control of the spar.

As the other students filed into their designated chambers with their sparring partners, I was just standing face-to-face with Emma. The tension between us was palpable, the air heavy with unresolved grievances. In a way, the scars of childhood never faded away.