Rachel stood on the deck of the flying ship, her hands pressed lightly against her chest.
Her eyes stayed wide as she watched the arena below, not believing the scene below.
Rynor had stood tall after defeating four opponents at the same time, and he wasn't even that tired at all.
Rachel's mouth opened slightly.
"He... he beat all four of them that easily?"
She shook her head slowly.
"And what was that movement? It looked like he was dancing weirdly, but every next step was an attack."
Garion, standing beside her, just smirked.
"That's one of the martial arts I taught him. It's called Capoeira. It's a style that focuses on kicks and flows."
"It's basically a martial art with constant movement and no fixed stance. It may look playful, but it's quite dangerous."
Rachel turned toward him, still amazed.
"I've never heard of that kind of martial art. You're saying fighting like that... actually works?"
Garion nodded.
