☀️ Arselia and Akonia

Erefir thought it was a good idea. It wasn't worth letting Gar withdraw into himself: the further it went, the more it seemed that his otherworldly colleague was becoming increasingly introspective and preoccupied with gloomy thoughts. Of course, she might be wrong, and her brother was simply very introverted, enjoying sitting in his room and talking to himself, which was fine... But what if he was harboring something harmful to his mental health? Merel also kept silent for a long time, and in the end, Valis ate him, which the historian couldn't have failed to know. Nisho also didn't talk much, at least not sincerely, and in the end, she left in all directions, and then the story is well known. It's not good to let your Carnelian friends withdraw; you have to shake them up from time to time. And while getting Gar to participate in a question-and-answer session was a difficult task, it seemed he loved to fight. Otherwise, he wouldn't have joined the club. The same was true of Kilika, another quiet one, who seemed to enjoy simply being with her friends... No matter how many times they went to cafes together, she never really told them what she did at home in Heles, or anything else. Well, never mind, fists sometimes say more than words, much more. It was time to take advantage of that. Finding Garret: "Gar, brother, come look out the window. What do you think of what Beata is doing? I have a suggestion: join her as a combat dancer; it should be something we can handle. I'll suggest the same to Kilika. Even if Beata doesn't like the number, at least we'll warm up and fight in training, so come on... It'll be fun.) I'll give you some time to think and change into something sporty, and in the meantime, I'll do the same on my own." Having said that, Erefir quickly changed clothes herself, as it was clearly inappropriate to be in armor and with a lot of gear, and returned to the courtyard. There, she came up with a good exercise for herself. The wind was whipping up the last autumn leaves, making them swirl in a whimsical dance, and in such conditions, the girl only had to choose one specific leaf at a specific moment... And then their "duel" began: leaf up, strike with a fist underneath it. Leaf down - the fury raises her leg and, with a turn, sweeps it from above over the leaf. You had to feel your opponent very well so as not to touch the fragile and unpredictable opponent, even if only by chance, due to gusts of wind... But at the same time, the blows had to be very close. Also, when the wind blew the leaf in Erefir's face, she should not step back, but at the last moment bend, arch, make as if a "bridge," or roll over on outstretched arms. In general, nothing new, beyond what was always used in battle or training, but from a completely different angle, because the redhead had never treated her opponent with such reverence. All that remained was to wait for someone to join in... Well, if not, at least she would sweat a little, and then she could get on with other things