Jasper's serious face slowly started to turn into a small smirk of enjoyment, he was having fun with her, a good time, bonding with his twin. He liked this, for the most part. Jemma was fighting better, he knew she had it in her, it was just her level of confidence to go all out, and she had proven herself a worthy sparring partner, but no more than that. He continued to exchange strikes and blocks with her, applying fancy and cocky tricks every now and then to toy with her and throw her off a bit. Soon she started to slow down, her endurance for such an activity was not equal to his, she needed to rest or she could end up making a mistake and hurting herself. He lowered his blade and stood still, "Stop," he blade still came down at him and he smacked it away with the back of his hand, there wasn't enough force behind it, she was too tired. "Take a rest, Jemma, you have done well and I can not ask anything further of you, thank you for your help." He gave her a smile and walked over to her while sheathing his golden blade, taking her rapier in his hand and helping her over to the benches on the side of the dueling area. 

The Golden Prince felt a bit bad for pushing her so hard, she was his sister after all and she had done nothing terribly wrong, maybe his punishment for her was too much. "You have done the best that you could, and I am pleased," he bent down and kissed the top of her head while keeping a hand of her shoulder while she sat exhausted, "You don't have to tell father anything, I forgive you." With that being said the door that they entered through opened quickly. Fiyori was standing with a smirk on his rugged face and his hand on the hilt of his weapon. A fine blade, though much lighter than Jasper's and far more thin than his own, it still could not compete up against the Golden Prince's sharp blade.

"Ready to be crushed like the day a few years ago?" The Iglasian Prince asked with a cocky tone, he had confidence and played a different personality when it came to dueling. Like Jasper, very kind and selfless, respectable and caring towards others, but in the mix of battle or even in the heat of the warm up, they were completely different, setting their mind to shred their opponent and fear nothing. Of course each duelist had a different level of these traits, Jasper feared nothing when it came to a blade or the one wielding it, where as Fiyori feared the level of skill. Though reflecting on their previous duel when they were younger, he had no worries of Jasper's skill and thought of his own level much higher than the young Prince.

Jasper could instantly see that Fiyori was over confident and thought he out matched him. Jasper gave a small smirk and whipped his left arm that held Jemma's borrowed training rapier and threw the blade at the wooden dummy across the room, piercing the torso and showing through the other side. He looked back at Fiyori and saw a slight change in his eyes, a hint of doubt was now within his opponent. Jasper looked down at his sister and smiled, "I'll crush him like the bug he his," and slowly made his way to the middle of the arena." Of course such talk, insults and actions were only that of the battle and meant to show dominance on the arena, it meant no personal harm to one another, unless the duel was based on something personal, this however was not, it was only out of sport and a bet.

Fiyori entered with his younger brother Vince, the Princess Lumina, and of course a judge for the match. The younger prince sat down much farther away on the bench than where Jemma had sat and looked at her with disgust, "Your brother is in for a beating, he might end up looking like you," he noticed she was tired and obviously not well groomed after practice. Fiyori and the Judge both stepped on the the arena with Jasper and met in a small circle. While the Judge explained the basic rules and inspected each player, making sure the rapier was of standards and the short blade was of standards, Jasper glanced at Lumina, giving her a small flirtatious smirk.

The three on the arena separated, the duelists moving to opposite sides while they warmed up a bit while the judge moved to the opposite side of the bench. Jasper held a loose of steady grip in his right hand, he wanted to use his left but would start with his right to throw off the opponent, plus his left hand was a secret weapon, would it be too early to reveal it? Before the match began he looked over at his sister and nodded before looking at lumina and gave her a smile, "Ready to see how a real man fights?" he turned back to Fiyori. Jasper was on the side of the court away from the door, the judge stood to his right, while the bench to his left, and his opponent in front of him. 

This was going to be fun, a real duel one that he had not been in for some time and was training for this for some time, just a small sport before the Championship in a couple months. The judge gave the signal and Jasper leaped in striking at Fiyori who quickly blocked and countered only to be blocked again. This fight was very fast pace and was no where near the speed that Jemma and Jasper were fighting at. Fiyori was large and slow, but his speed with his wrist was well balance to block most and attack fast, and his strength proved a powerful blow that would be difficult to block head on or a fatal wound. Jasper on the other hand was very small, nimble and fast, his blade was much heavier than Fiyori's but keeping it in momentum and the surprising strength that the Prince had, the Golden Blade was deadlier than most and the Prince was more than capable of wielding it, keeping his attacks quick and his blocks short.