grabbing his saber spear on his back azurelis prepares to fight , grabs his shield and put on his chainmail then yelps"WHO WILL FIGHT ME in all the languages he knows

*Walking over to the arena, he saw Azurelis and quirked an eyebrow. Zechs had went on a prolonged trip out of the continent to visit the school he had came from. Drawing his rapier, he looked at the wolf and held his hands out in compliance.* Keep it down, keep it down, my ears work just fine. So you wanna fight? Well then, bring your best, for I will do the same

"okay" he said as he pulled out his spear and lunged towards the target and he thought good i need to train as then he missed