Kael smile turned into a smirk as he raised his padded fists. "Don't worry, Starweaver. I will go easy on you."
Reynold's lips also curled in a dry smirk. "Careful, rich kid. Do not hurt your wrist carrying that ego around."
Reynold's retort made some cadets to let out a low chuckle from the sidelines, and Kael's eyes narrowed, his pretense dropping instantly.
"Alright, Cadets!" the Professor called ou. "You can now start!"
Kael was the first to move. He was very quick and also almost sloppy as he aimed for Reynold's head. Reynold easily dodged it, kael padded fist whooshing past his ear.
Instead of moving back, Reynold turned, driving his shoulder into Kael's chest guard. It was a move that Reynold thought it will throw Kael off balance.
