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Rhyolo walked into the arena as usual and looked around. He saw over 2 dozen kids trying to become better at swordmanship. Some were doing better than others. Rhyolo then felt the gentle breeze blow. Today Rhyolo just threw on som black basketball shorts and a red camp shit alobg with his rings, watch, and necklace.

Liam has been in the arena for a small while, training a bit with one of the dummies. You know the basic training routine. Practice the stances, the guards, the attacks the, the usual on what most demigods did when they trained. He felt that he was doing well when training, but he wasn't sure, as he wasn't paying much attention to anyone else. He decided to stop for a second and look around, he was really looking for a place where he could sit down and take a break for a while.

Rhyolo then started to look round for an opponent to face. As he looked around he saw that half of the kids here he had already beaten and the other half are such newbies that they are trying to hold a rapier with both hands. Rhyolo then continued to look around until he saw a guy around his age looking around. Rhyolo then decided that he looked like his best shot for a fun fight and walked over to him.

Liam noticed someone walking over to him, most likely to challenge him to a duel. He sighed, he wanted to rest a bit, but he guessed it could wait a little longer. He made his way to this guy and addressed him. "Hi, I'm Liam, who are you?" Liam said, he guessed it was his first time to officially meet him, so he introduced himself like he would in every other situation.

"My name is Rhyolo, Nice to meet you. Wanna spar?" Rhyolo said it so bluntly and straight to the point you could have confused him for a ares kid. It wasn't like it was a bloodthirsty meat head. It was more along the lines he wants to get better instead of hitting a dummy.