Sah
Sah gives a small nod, "Will do." That was one thing the Outlander had grown to love about Halo. The people genuinely looked out for each other. It was a wonderful thing that reminded him of his pack but what made it all the more incredible was that the people in Halo extended the same sentient to strangers in their midst.
It's clear that Shaye takes her training seriously and Sah's demeanor shifts to accommodate it, his expression losing some of its mirth in exchange for focus. He adjusts the grip on his own sword as the woman prepares herself. And then the spar begins.
Shaye's form is solid, reflecting disciplined training that Sah can admire. Her blade strikes his own with a clang, but the Outlander holds steady and parries the attack. He then attempts a slight twist of their blades, trying to apply force in such a way that Shaye is forced to let go of her sword or injure her wrist.
It's clear that Shaye takes her training seriously and Sah's demeanor shifts to accommodate it, his expression losing some of its mirth in exchange for focus. He adjusts the grip on his own sword as the woman prepares herself. And then the spar begins.
Shaye's form is solid, reflecting disciplined training that Sah can admire. Her blade strikes his own with a clang, but the Outlander holds steady and parries the attack. He then attempts a slight twist of their blades, trying to apply force in such a way that Shaye is forced to let go of her sword or injure her wrist.
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
