Sun Palace

[MemorysGalleySlave]

Ezra grinned as he harden his stance. "I never forced you, you forced yourself. I'll tell you one of my methods when the s**t hits the fan. If the opponent or opponents are pressing the attack, don't try to out match them. Instead, play to their attack until you can grab your ground again. Play them as a fool by playing the fool. You'd be surprised on how many people fall for it. The guard too easy to break, the opponent too slow to move. The only thing that runs through their mind is how skilled they are, not noticing how they are being fed to die."
Ezra moved differently this time. Speed was traded for fluency. All his movements flowed into each other. He swung with his left, his body followed and his right leg came in for a forward kick.  

[Mystic Moon Ampris]

Ryack smiles as he watches him.His eyes taking everything in even though it looked like he was still having problems from using his ability. He saw the kick then moved down woulds into a low spin kick with his left leg.He has faught immortals before as well as wolfs but not in a while. He was still young when he did  

[MemorysGalleySlave]

Ezra took the sweep, allowing his body to fall over. Rather than meeting the ground, he used his arm to push him into a hand stand, using his leg to preform a drop kick. Though he wasn't as fast, he movements were never hindered. All naturally flowed into another, even when the original strike was steered off.  

[Mystic Moon Ampris]

Ryack did a back flip barely missing the kick.He was getting his work out in this spar. Its been a while since he was pushed this hard.  

[MemorysGalleySlave]

Though the kick missed, he allowed his momentum to drop his feet to the ground. He pivoted and drew his twin swords. He lunged from the pivot, his body practically whipping towards him. Ezra was enjoying himself, rarely did he have the chance to spar with someone who wasn't on their high horse.  

[Mystic Moon Ampris]

Ryack smiles then blocked with his sword before sending more needles at Ezra.He was having fun.He could hear the hiss their blades made as they move across each other. This was like his training with an old warrior.  

[MemorysGalleySlave]

Hours had pass, Ezra was tired from the long spar. He ended his movement by clearing a good distance from Ryack. He smiled and bowed to him. "Thanks for the spar. I am glad to have an actual spar this time, rather than with the ones in my nation. They are powerful, yes, but blind in their own power. Though, I hope I won't be one of the fighters trying to kill you in the main battle." he checked each and every one of his weapons, sharpening and adjusting them back into a different position.  

[Mystic Moon Ampris]

Ryack bows back"Thanks for the spar as will.Its been a while since I was pushed so far.I hope that doesn't happen either Ezra"He closed his eyes a little."Then again I wont be on the front line even if I want to. I am the only healer here"  

[MemorysGalleySlave]

"And there lies the problem. I'm a wetboy, my job is where ever I am pointed. Also, I'm sure there are no idiots in this war, so the best way to used me is to aim me at the necessities in war, the healers, or hopefully higher ranking people. Guard your people, your food, and your weapons last. The fool king of my nation is hungry for war and I'm sure he is aiming for a feast" Ezra took his leave. He decided to head over to the wolf nation, where his king would give him the assignment.  

[Mystic Moon Ampris]

"I will guard them well"Ryack said smiling some.He would be sore later but he needed to speak to his queen.