"Iro," Felix called from between clenched teeth. "You're looking quite idiotic right now."
Irene had to shake her head as if it would clear the thoughts that were plaguing her. Since she had already lost the fight, she couldn't help her eyes traveling back to the walkway where the person she thought she saw was before.
There was no sign of him.
But she knew she saw him.
When the older apprentice reached downward to help the other one up and rectify the situation, she slapped his hand away at being called idiotic. She then got up by herself.
"I merely lost a spar," she snapped. "And you're not helping the situation much at all."
Felix merely raised his hands in defeat and he went back to the line where Leif and Arin were already standing.
To Arin's chagrin, Leif had won their match and he was silent. If he were a dog, his tail would be between his legs.
