"You didn't do too bad this time," Faelan panted, a thin sweat covering his face. Even though he hadn't fought in training for a while, he normally didn't have to work out this long. It definitely was going to burn tomorrow. Dropping his sword from her neck, he could feel how tired she was. Because of the way she laid on the ground, he knew she didn't plan on fighting anymore but that she didn't plan on admitting she was done either.<br/><br/>"You need to focus on adaptability, especially if you are going to be helping me. We aren't always going to be fighting the same thing. You are going to have to fight many different things, and not all of them are going to stop when you can't go any further."<br/><br/>Offering his hand out, he smiled softly looking at the creature on the ground in front of him. It was an odd way to look at her, seemingly beaten, yet prideful. It was different from the way she was in the foundation, there was a battled dignity here.