"I think that's fair. Shall we?"
With a big smile, Willim replied. "Yes, lets. Follow me."
Willim parted the crowd and led Jack to the very center of the town square, where it was the most open. With help from his party on horseback, the foot traffic was redirected and there was plenty of room for the match.
"I'll warn you beforehand, be careful with my ice. I don't want to turn you into a hero icicle."
"Just try your best, your highness, and we'll see how it goes. I think I'll surprise you even more."
As they shared some friendly banter, both of them took their positions about ten meters away from each other.
Of the men on horseback, one had a more imperial uniform, showing his higher rank. At the edge of the battle area, he dismounted and looked at the two young men. "This is a sparring match to test your skills and not a match to the death. The victor will purchase the frost pearl and that'll be the end of it. Please, take care of each other. Fight!"
