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At her 'bark', he pulled his hands up with the pole and blocked her strike. He did duck his head, flinching that loud noise that echoed with the poles colliding.

Then she said low sweep and he let out a noise and scrambled to jump it. It caught his toes, and he fumbled a little, but with the jab he swiped his pole to the right to try to make sure he didn't get hit. However, he was also starting to fall because he didn't quite recover from the low sweep. His coordination needed a bit of work it seemed.

"Shoot!" He found himself on his butt with the pole out of his hand and his knuckle hitting rock. "Ow." Nothing was bleeding, just bruised like his pride. His face had taken on a darker shade because of how much he was blushing.

He looked up at the other and nodded at her words. She was right, of course. They trained and he was only still a Prentice. So Onas took her hand gratefully and used it to get up. Just as he was about to suggest stopping, however, it seemed as tho Alassiel read her mind and the Matori ended up actually laughing at that.

"Ah, yeah. I was going to say I was starting to feel shaky and I needed at least a break..." He ran his arm over his face and cleared off whatever mist had formed on his skin. "...Thank you for the lesson." He held the training weapon out to her this time.

When Alassiel wandered off, Onas couldn't help but smile at her a bit. She was nice. Took the time to teach him a skill he might need sometime in the future and she was a very positive person to talk to. Why couldn't more people be as useful as her.

The Matori male sucked in a breath and rubbed his hands together as he started the journey home. He had a lot to think about, apparently.