145 [BC]"Friendly" sparring session (part 3)

"Well… since you're lacking a mage… I can't simply refuse, can I?" George grabbed his club. "It'll be my honor, black challenger."

"Oh, please stop calling me by my title, Aito would do just fine."

"Alright… you're the boss, Aito," George said before walking towards the medical team.

'Interesting guy,' Aito thought as he watched George exiting the ring. 'I still don't know if he's entirely trustworthy. I'll have to keep an eye out for any sign of betrayal. But I'll give him the benefit of the doubt for now. His skills might come in handy later on.'

"Who's next?" He asked, looking at applicants.

None replied immediately. A few breaths later, Olmera took a step forward and entered the ring.

"I'd like to challenger one of your teammates, hero," she said, bowing once to pay her respect.

'Damn fanatic…,' Aito thought before asking, "Who?"

Olmera turned towards Ogoro, a small grin on her face. "The big guy over there."