Draiss had figured that magic was part of the Warriors fighting style, it only made sense to include some to open more combat options, but he had been operating under the impression that it had been less magic, more physically beating the opponent down. After a few minutes with the spear, it was clear that he had been wrong, the Warrior had been an Eldritch Knight, mixing magic and physical combat almost equally, though judging by the weight, he had chosen might over magic. While the enchantments in the spear were good, his scimitar was better for his preferred style. He suspected the spear would be returned to storage soon, its primary function was just too divergent from his combat style. He toyed with the idea of attempting to mix the spear with the scimitar, the blade getting some of the spear's functions, but decided against it, he figured the Wife or Mother would want something to remember the Warrior by.<br/><br/>He was aware of the females moving in and out, and after nearly ten minutes of working out, he paused, and gave the remaining ones, most of the group having just left, an amused look. "If you wanted, you all can stay and watch. I honestly don't mind an audience, it helps encourage precision and grace in the movements."<br/><br/>Regardless, he resumed his exercises, struggling a bit with the weapon, it a bit heavier and having a different balance than his Sivridut, despite being similar in size. A good change, as was trying to do his usual routines with a larger form, three extra limbs, and about one hundred extra pounds. He might be the only night fury based dragontaur, but just because it was the fastest of the breeds didn't mean it wasn't also heavy.