Mount Apikuni It always seems impossible until it’s done.

“You will be fine,” Grezig assured Elixir. “Especially with practice. Now, I have some rules to lay out before we begin sparring. There will be no blood. This is a friendly spar, meant for practice, so there will be no giving of grievous injuries. Bruising and a bit of discomfort are fine, but everything else is off limits. Understand?” When she was sure that the wolfdog had conceded to her rules, she took a few steps back from her and got into a ready stance. “We fight until one of us gives up or too tired to continue. Ready?” She watched Elixir, waiting to make sure she was prepared before doing any kind of attack.