Frey and Abraham had begun sparring against each other frequently.
They fought seriously every single time.
With each duel, Abraham grew stronger. His growth had accelerated tremendously ever since he began unconsciously drawing upon the Ether inside his body, despite still being completely incapable of controlling it directly and relying on instinct alone.
"I feel like I'm the only one benefiting from these duals."
Abraham spoke while sitting beside Frey at one corner of the open training grounds where they had fought moments ago.
Frey shook his head in response.
"I benefit from them just as much as you do."
He answered while placing his mask beside him, relaxing calmly as though he carried no burdens at all.
Abraham let out a faint sigh, unconvinced by Frey's words.
"Don't flatter your old man. Unlike me... you're clearly holding back and refusing to use your full strength."
