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"Four of them against such a giant!"
Gullveig stood there, holding her breath. Truly, the exhibits were one better than the next, and the beautiful, radiant figure of her teacher stood out in the painting more than the others, in contrast to the black dragon, as dark as a moonless night. Well, that's how it seemed to the girl.
A lot of information could be gleaned by studying the styles in which the fighters battled. Virgil, whom Vegi knew, didn't particularly like to demonstrate his skills, preferring to teach others through words, which made it all the more interesting to see him wearing a scabbard for a straight, beautiful sword on his belt – they didn't fight like that in Serberia. Perhaps it was that very Roman sword that Ilva from their squad had now learned to wield.
In the painting, Ian didn't demonstrate any preference for fiery sabers, as Eir did. However, if Gullveig understood correctly from the various fragmented pieces of information, what he and Eir, as well as Rutger and his students, used was an entire school consisting of several styles, each fighter choosing one for life.
Theodahad in the painting looked noticeably paler than the others; he didn't exude strength. But even he played an important role, resembling a gray cardinal who stands in the shadows, but the battle unfolds according to his plan. Ah, Sir Theo, please forgive me that one foolish and naive person turned out to be too unpredictable for any of your plans... Such mistakes will not be repeated.
Gullveig stood there, holding her breath. Truly, the exhibits were one better than the next, and the beautiful, radiant figure of her teacher stood out in the painting more than the others, in contrast to the black dragon, as dark as a moonless night. Well, that's how it seemed to the girl.
A lot of information could be gleaned by studying the styles in which the fighters battled. Virgil, whom Vegi knew, didn't particularly like to demonstrate his skills, preferring to teach others through words, which made it all the more interesting to see him wearing a scabbard for a straight, beautiful sword on his belt – they didn't fight like that in Serberia. Perhaps it was that very Roman sword that Ilva from their squad had now learned to wield.
In the painting, Ian didn't demonstrate any preference for fiery sabers, as Eir did. However, if Gullveig understood correctly from the various fragmented pieces of information, what he and Eir, as well as Rutger and his students, used was an entire school consisting of several styles, each fighter choosing one for life.
Theodahad in the painting looked noticeably paler than the others; he didn't exude strength. But even he played an important role, resembling a gray cardinal who stands in the shadows, but the battle unfolds according to his plan. Ah, Sir Theo, please forgive me that one foolish and naive person turned out to be too unpredictable for any of your plans... Such mistakes will not be repeated.