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[color=69D7CC]“Huh.”[/color] 

And so went the first round. The interesting part, of course, was that one of the boys in the arena used an incantation right almost immediately. Though how interesting was it really?

Eli had traveled to Grayle from the north for three main reasons. The first of which being to reject fate and society by becoming a knight rather than a sage. The second, to master the blade and earn his keep. The third, and simplest one, to fight skilled opponents. Even if he was the Absolute the idea of using magical incantations ran afoul in his head. Not only did he detest incantations because of how the sage's attempted to drill them into his head, but the qualifiers were also a show of [i][b]skill[/b][/i] and [i][b]tenacity[/b][/i]. Mumbling some words the sage’s wrote down to get the better of your opponent to rob them of a place as a knight? No, that didn’t sit right with him.

Then again, he thought, if you could be bested by some cheap trick? You were probably not good enough at fighting to begin with.

[color=69D7CC]“Wasn’t expecting incantations this early. Especially not from commoners.”[/color] He mused out loud, [color=69D7CC]“Well, to the next round.”[/color]