Lucian stared at the sword in his hand, then shifted his gaze to Cassian. He found the offer strange but couldn't ignore its potential implications.
"What if I refuse?" Lucian replied calmly, though inwardly he knew refusal could mean more than just missing a brief sparring match.
Cassian simply smiled faintly, as if anticipating Lucian's answer. "No harm in trying," he said, moving slightly closer, seemingly ready for whatever Lucian decided.
"Besides, isn't this our long-overdue practice session after all these years?" Cassian said with a slightly teasing tone, as if this were a rare opportunity to spar again after so long. His eyes remained sharp, observing Lucian with deep curiosity.
