☀️ Arselia and Akonia

“Bravo!” cried Beata, joining in the general applause. “A true talent, a real prodigy. Any decent circus would snatch him up in a heartbeat.” Beata was bursting with pride for her student. For a first attempt, it was simply excellent. He had done everything correctly, just as they had rehearsed – he had focused on precise execution, following her instructions. Yes, her experienced eye had noticed a slight stiffness in his movements at first, but an untrained viewer would hardly have noticed – and indeed, they hadn’t, as the crowd’s reaction showed. Never mind, confidence comes with experience; she herself hadn’t started improvising right away in her career, but rather mechanically performed the program a couple of times before venturing into experiments. Moreover, Laikos had taken a very bold step, deciding to interact with the audience. Beata was pleasantly surprised by this – she had wanted to suggest something similar herself, but she remembered that the strongman preferred not to interact too much with other people. Yes, this element could not help but look impressive. Beata often took pride in Guion, but she had to be honest – he was quite independent; at first, she had to gently encourage him, dealing with the consequences of a year and a half of hardship, but even then, he had done most of the work himself. And this felt like full-fledged mentorship; she had taught him a lot and shown him many things yesterday, and Laikos had absorbed it all like a sponge. Well done! Guion also wasn’t indifferent and rewarded the performer with applause – as he had done with those who came before him. But he never forgot why he was here and carefully monitored the technical side of what was happening – he wouldn’t let Anuzish allow any of the spectators to be harmed by such improvisations! – and he constantly looked not only at the stage but also at everything around.