Argon's sheathed blade gleamed under the training facility's fluorescent lights. Reinforced steel buzzed faintly in his hands, even within its fortress-level casing.
Lucien assumed his stance, fingers wrapped around the sword's handle as he breathed in deeply.
His eyes fluttered shut. He snapped his dominant leg forward and thrust the blade down, each motion crisp and precise.
He'd booked time in the training facility to practice his sword slices under Instructor Xander's supervision. As his mentor and trainer, it was Xander's job to oversee Lucien's training. He made sure Lucien was in the best shape, and always training safely.
From the observation deck, the older man watched as Lucien slid into the first formation, body taut, blade poised for one of his signature moves. Lucien Saint-James was a Striker with a Vanguard sub-class and elemental abilities. His strongest element was water.
