Neirin could sense that something was amiss, but his body was not as fast to react as his mind was and soon Neirin found himself in mid-action against a fleeting memory. Titan was fast, incredibly fast, even faster than Neirin himself. Only his choice of fighting stance would enable Neirin to respond to Titan's immense speed. Neirin knew that the closest distance between two points was a straight line. Titan was moving fast towards Neirin with his right hand, but Titan had to cover the longer distance between two points. Neirin's left hand was already up near his face. Neirin only had to move his left hand a mere inches to deflect Titan's hand away from his face. Despite the fact that Titan would exert all of his energy to move so fast, Neirin was still able to block Titan's punch. The captain had successfully deflected Titan's attack, pushing his left hand inward against the back of Titan's right wrist just as Titan's hand stopped shy of Neirin's face.
However, there was hardly any resisting force as Neirin re-directed Titan's right hand away from his face. It was like blocking a cotton sheet. Neirin's left hand continued on its path and he was still in the middle of blocking Titan's hand when Titan suddenly disappeared and reappeared behind him. Neirin was faster than most, but he still wasn't capable of responding to Titan's teleportation in time. He suddenly felt Titan's hand on his shoulder, which caused Neirin to stop and pause for a moment while still maintaining his same neutral fighting stance. “Excuse me Neirin. I think I may have to call this fight.” The voice came from behind him. It was Titan, he had teleported behind Neirin in the midst of their sparring match.
Once again, Prince Taran had defeated him on the training field. Or did he? Neirin started to turn around, but Titan suddenly zoomed in front of him back towards the orchard. Just in time too, it would seem, as Neirin watched Titan rescue Elle from hitting the ground. She had fallen out of one of the apple trees while trying to pick mushrooms. “It would seem I’m going to have to call this brief fight to a close. Maybe another time, Neirin. I believe the lady is in need of my assistance.” Titan shouted back to him over the training field. Neirin lowered his fighting stance and picked up his cloak, raising his hand to shout back from a distance. "You cheated!" Neirin said, mocking his old friend with a smile. With that, Titan and Elle would disappear from sight. Neirin gathered his belongings and headed towards the meal hall to check on his troops.
As he made his way into the meal hall, his soldiers were all seated in rows at several large rectangular wooden tables. Neirin prevented his troops from eating in luxury inside the castle, as he didn't want them to get soft or weak. Instead, they had setup a large portable cloth tent and ate outside with the flies and mosquitoes like normal soldiers. As Neirin entered the meal hall, all of his troops suddenly stood up at attention. "At ease," Neirin said calmly, allowing all of the Serenian skirmishers to sit back down. Neirin would stand in line with the rest of his soldiers and wait his turn. He grabbed a tray and a cup and slowly made his way to the front of the chow line. "Lieutenant," Neirin said with a nod as one of the soldiers behind the meal cart dumped a large spoon full of slop on his plate. "Captain," the lieutenant nodded back. Neirin then filled his cup with water and made his way to one of the rectangular tables that were setup inside the large tent. The sun was setting quickly and soon it would be dark. The sky was already turning to twilight with an array of colorful purple, pink and orange hues. After their evening supper, Neirin would be taking his troops out to the stables to do some night riding and take care of the horses.
However, there was hardly any resisting force as Neirin re-directed Titan's right hand away from his face. It was like blocking a cotton sheet. Neirin's left hand continued on its path and he was still in the middle of blocking Titan's hand when Titan suddenly disappeared and reappeared behind him. Neirin was faster than most, but he still wasn't capable of responding to Titan's teleportation in time. He suddenly felt Titan's hand on his shoulder, which caused Neirin to stop and pause for a moment while still maintaining his same neutral fighting stance. “Excuse me Neirin. I think I may have to call this fight.” The voice came from behind him. It was Titan, he had teleported behind Neirin in the midst of their sparring match.
Once again, Prince Taran had defeated him on the training field. Or did he? Neirin started to turn around, but Titan suddenly zoomed in front of him back towards the orchard. Just in time too, it would seem, as Neirin watched Titan rescue Elle from hitting the ground. She had fallen out of one of the apple trees while trying to pick mushrooms. “It would seem I’m going to have to call this brief fight to a close. Maybe another time, Neirin. I believe the lady is in need of my assistance.” Titan shouted back to him over the training field. Neirin lowered his fighting stance and picked up his cloak, raising his hand to shout back from a distance. "You cheated!" Neirin said, mocking his old friend with a smile. With that, Titan and Elle would disappear from sight. Neirin gathered his belongings and headed towards the meal hall to check on his troops.
As he made his way into the meal hall, his soldiers were all seated in rows at several large rectangular wooden tables. Neirin prevented his troops from eating in luxury inside the castle, as he didn't want them to get soft or weak. Instead, they had setup a large portable cloth tent and ate outside with the flies and mosquitoes like normal soldiers. As Neirin entered the meal hall, all of his troops suddenly stood up at attention. "At ease," Neirin said calmly, allowing all of the Serenian skirmishers to sit back down. Neirin would stand in line with the rest of his soldiers and wait his turn. He grabbed a tray and a cup and slowly made his way to the front of the chow line. "Lieutenant," Neirin said with a nod as one of the soldiers behind the meal cart dumped a large spoon full of slop on his plate. "Captain," the lieutenant nodded back. Neirin then filled his cup with water and made his way to one of the rectangular tables that were setup inside the large tent. The sun was setting quickly and soon it would be dark. The sky was already turning to twilight with an array of colorful purple, pink and orange hues. After their evening supper, Neirin would be taking his troops out to the stables to do some night riding and take care of the horses.