Pierre steadied himself in the training room.
“En-garde!”
He started his attack with his opponent. He swung the sword perfectly with his hand balanced perfectly at his back.
He dodged his opponent and retaliated.
His opponent launched an attack once again, their swords clashed with each other.
They carried on with the fighting, until he gained more advantage of his opponent and knocked him to the ground.
He pointed his sword to the man’s neck.
He had obviously won, again.
He put his sword back in its place and stretched out his hand to the opponent.
His opponent gave his hand and Pierre helped him up.
“Thank you your majesty.” The young man said rising up.
Pierre looked at him. “You are a new one. I have not seen you here before. What is your name?”
“Antoine.” He replied.
