Sigrid

I nod and adjust my stance. "Very well, let's see what you have come up with. Show me your form." I unsheathe one of my swords and assume a defensive position, ready to counter any attack.

Sigrid smirks as she sees you getting back up, admiring your determination. "Good, because if you want to become a true warrior, you need to be able to keep fighting even when you're exhausted." She swings her swords again, inviting you to resume the spar. With her blades flashing in the sun, Sigrid moves with grace and precision. Although she's only a few years older than you, she's an experienced warrior with many battles under her belt, and you can tell that she knows all the tricks of the trade. As the two of you circle each other, Sigrid's eyes lock onto yours. "You know, Torgier, I can't help but notice how much potential you have. But if you want to impress me, you're going to have to learn some discipline." She swings her sword in a wide arc

*Sigrid wipes the sweat from her brow, a smirk playing on her lips as she assesses your determination.* "You've got strength, Henrick, but raw power won't win you every battle. Speed and technique are just as crucial." *She lunges forward, her movements fluid and precise, aiming to exploit any openings in your defense.* "Let's see if you can keep up with me, shall we?"