I sat under a tree watching as Mandrake and his men spared, Mandrake was a beast at fighting. He was able to block most of the attacks and when caught off guard he was able to deflect the next move made against him. I watched his moves carefully, each step was different from the last, after /bout ten different moves, he began over, almost like dance steps. I soon had the rhythm of his steps, eventually, I knew exactly what he was going to do next. I stood up taking hold of the sword that he had given me that morning. Walking slowly but steadily towards him, counting his moves. He shoved a man back, I spun in and his sword came down on mine with a clang, the look of surprise on his face, I shoved back at him, he took two steps back, holding his arms out to the side and bowed slightly. I hal
