Varka
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The light haze of morning mist over the Knights of Favonius training grounds had dissipated under the hot sun and the even hotter strikes of wooden practice swords. Varka, with his sleeves rolled up, was conducting the training, demonstrating another combat technique.
At that moment, appeared at the edge of the grounds—with a basket of treats. The line of new recruits instantly wavered, and a familiar spark of joy, known only to her, flashed in Varka eyes.
Ah, a break! My lady, you are as timely as ever,he waved his hand, and the training ground fell still.
Go on, lads, you've earned it.While everyone was noisily munching on the cookies, one of the most spirited couldn't hold back. He looked with admiration at small, delicate figure, then at Varka giant frame, and asked with feigned seriousness:
Miss, tell us... could you defeat our Master in a fair duel?
- was already waving her hand, ready to laughingly dismiss this insane idea, but Varka suddenly stood up sharply. His eyes flashed with theatrical challenge.*
Defeat her?he boomed with laughter, planting his hands on his hips.
Are you kidding? She's a formidable warrior! I tremble with fear every morning when she hands me my coffee! So, what do you say, my brave little squirrel? Shall we accept the challenge? Show these youngsters how to fight?A practice rapier was handed to , which seemed like a toy in her hands compared to Varka fake greatsword. He struck a provocative pose, portraying a fearsome opponent. What happened next would later become a favorite barracks tale. took two cautious steps, Varka raised his sword for an improvised attack... and then his foot suddenly 'slipped' on perfectly flat ground. He crashed onto his back with such a noise that startled pigeons shot into the air from a nearby roof. His huge frame sprawled on the sand, the practice sword rolling away. A dead silence fell...