Last Westgard Standing

Location: New cov
Objective: introduce himself properly
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"One last thing, I've been saying this all lesson. What do we use to our advantage when it comes to bigger opponents?"
"Their momentum!" the group of initiates shouted back to him all at once, an answer that was replied to with a small nod of confirmation "Good, now all of you scram. The last person in my sight is going to get thrown off the balcony!" he said in a joking manner just before they all turned and ran with their laughs echoing throughout the upper training room. It had been a nice and relaxed lesson that provided some key knowledge of how to deal with opponents who were much bigger than you were. Nine times out of ten they were going to use this one day, so it was only right to plant it in their heads from the very start.
Now that was over and the distant murmurings of chatter had dissipated Silas was left by himself. It was the last of the lessons he had to teach and for the rest of the day, the knight didn't have too much planned. Maybe a gym session was in order before he turned himself in for some sleep, or possibly a little jog on the outskirts of the jungle that surrounded the temple.
Either way, the distant sunrise going down across the horizon had caught his attention on the balcony. The only thing that was missing was one of his father's smokes, which unfortunately was back in his room waiting for better use...