Muted green grass rustled and flowed, blown into a simulacrum of the sea by the sweeping wind.

Angelica let out a sigh of relief as she removed her fencing helmet. She walked over to the nearby bench and cleaned her forehead with her towel.

"' at was guid roon miss Deforest!" commented Aifric as he too took off his fencing helmet.

"Thank you Aifric." thanked the blonde girl as she sat down on the bench.

They were in small fencing area that was set up at ...