Chapter 115: Training
Fyren and I reached the predetermined rendezvous point several minutes early. He had chosen a remote grassy knoll, several miles removed from the bustling city and hidden from the view of any passersby on the roads or waterways. It was an ideal location, affording us the freedom to unleash nearly all of our abilities while concealing our true strength from prying eyes.
After a brief wait, Soltair and Trithe made their appearance, strolling hand in hand up the gentle slopes of the hills. Their contentment radiated, evident in their gentle smiles and the affectionate looks they gave each other. Trithe moved with a light and confident step, and the profound, intimate gazes she and Soltair shared could have made even the most seasoned romantic blush.
"Apologies for our tardiness," Soltair offered, giving Trithe’s hand a tender squeeze.
Fyren rolled his eyes, his sword resting on his shoulder, its blade bare. However, after admonishing them with a stern frown, he let go of his weapon and began a lecture. "The primary issue within our party is a deficiency in coordinated teamwork. True group combat necessitates an innate comprehension of each other’s fighting styles, a connection forged through countless hours of training and camaraderie. While diverting an adversary’s attention between the two of you can be a useful tactic, genuine mastery melds separate attacks into a single, devastating assault. A strike from Soltair should set the opponent up for Trithe’s blade, or a spell from Xiviyah should create an opening for a more potent counterattack."
Trithe nodded thoughtfully, her lips pursed in contemplation. "Much like how I wield my two swords. While they move independently, every motion contributes to a larger strategy, breaching defenses and maneuvering the opponent into a disadvantaged position."
"Somewhat, yes, but the advantages of teamwork far surpass those of a blade. Only by transforming our party into a unified fighting force can we effectively confront the demon lords we are destined to encounter."
"That sounds incredibly complicated," Soltair remarked, furrowing his brow. "I can’t be expected to memorize all of Xiviyah’s spells, right?"
"Why wouldn’t you? Each flash of light or glimmer of magic can provide cover for a feint or tactical maneuver," Fyren responded sternly. "However, to address your concern, not initially. Let’s concentrate on our movements first. What role does positioning play in battle?"
Trithe raised her hand. "It’s simple. Closing the gap with your opponent can force them on the defensive, while creating distance allows for more potent techniques. Long strides expose vulnerabilities, whereas utilizing cover can tip the scales in your favor."