"You there."
Upon hearing someone address him, Julius turned around slowly.
There he found the Combat Dueling Teacher, Gronos, eyeing him closely. His bulging bronze muscles seemed even larger than usual, while his noticeable white hair pointed up like a glacier.
"What is that spear?"
Julius glanced down at his hands. It was the spear he had received from the Headmaster.
"I suppose it's just a pretty good spear, Sir. The Spear of Raktar."
Gronos nodded heavily. "Can you use it well?"
Julius shrugged. "Despite my lack of strength, I make up for it in other areas—such as my intelligence, battle intelligence—"
"Silence. I want to test your words."
Julius had gotten somewhat decent with spears over the past few months, but not to a level where people would be in shock and awe. Gronos pulled out a regular-sized dagger, though it looked like a toothpick in his huge, bulky hands. A glorious ruby was embedded into its handle.
