[center][h2][color=00aeef]Klaus[/color][/h2][/center]
[color=6ecff6]"Morning,"[/color] Klaus lowered her sword, looking at her fellow knight for a few moments. She isn't the kind of person to remember names, but for a fellow knight, Fleuir looks familiar enough. [color=6ecff6]"My techniques are rusty, it doesn't rip through those barbarians' armour, not as much as I wanted to~"[/color]

Klaus continued her formal demeanor until she heard someone calling up her name from her back. A sense of dread trickled along her spine before she even turned around to look. She knew exactly who she will be facing with, a paladin rumoured to have fought side-by-side with the first captain and gained immortality. She regretted having seen Tyaethe unmasked before, and she doubted she would be able to talk to kids the same way after this training.

[color=6ecff6]"Sure, that sounds interesting,"[/color] Klaus regretted that she had let the slip of the tongue at the time like this, trying very hard at the same time to remove the childlike face of Tyaethe from her own memory. Sheathing her sword, Klaus turned took a few steps forward, drawing out her sword and facing Tyaethe as her mere end of formality of starting a duel. [i]There's no need for me to bring down armour, 'cause it makes no difference at all for someone like her...[/i]

As the training starts, Klaus held her sword firm and steady. There is only one way she knows on facing an opponent of overwhelming odds: Go all out. Klaus charged at Tyaethe, raising her sword and making a downward swing towards the Paladin's head, with the full intent to pierce through that armour, and the full intent to kill. Klaus wasn't treating this as a 'mere sparring session', this is more of a life-and-death battle for her.