[h1][center][color=f26522]Felix Standfield[/color][/center][/h1]
	Felix winked at Jenna playfully. [color=f26522]"Don't worry, I'll send your Knight back to you in one piece, and you [i]will[/i] get to watch a movie, got that,"[/color] he sent a look at Jon, the implication that he relax with her some time [i]or else[/i], made obvious.

	Come to think of it, was there ever a time he had fought in front of anyone in the camp? Jogging his memory, he couldn't recall one instance of ever displaying his skills in combat. In that case . . .

	[color=f26522]"Actually, why don't you come watch as well? As your temporary instructor, this'll be educational."[/color]

	He went to an empty space in the back of the school. The gym was a good place to exercise, but in his opinion, this was the best place to spar. It was wide enough to fight in, but cramped enough so that it would be difficult to run. 

	[color=f26522]"So, how do you wanna do this? If you prefer, you could use a weapon. I know you're comfortable with that sword of yours, and there're a few suitable substitutes for that here,"[/color] he said gesturing to the steel poles discarded on the ground, [color=f26522]"I'll be using my fists, if you don't mind. First-blood or until one of us surrenders?"[/color]

	This was sparring for him. The closer it emulated a true fight, the more exhilarating it was. He wrapped his hands for protection -- and to prevent him needlessly injuring Jon -- and rolled his shoulders, relaxed and ready.

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