A new had began at Ëarsúl Marina, the sandy beach looking soft and beautiful under the beating sun of the morning, the sea glimmering in the light as a single figure stood upon the beach with a blade in each hand. With the figure right hand was a Holy Blade, while in his left hand was a Blade of Balance. What was he doing here in the early hours of the morning you ask? He was getting ready to train a new friend some sword fighting skills so that he would be able to defend himseld better in future battles.

A set of large amazing white angel wings spread out from the figures back as he stood waiting. Letting out a small sigh the figure of Zenith Meria began to center his energy into his blades as he waited on his friend Kenyari to arrive. Although Zenith had gotten to the beach much earlier than he had expected to, but atleast he would be able to warm up a little before the training began.

The angel then kicked off of the ground into the air where an Illusion of himself appeared before him. With a smirk spread across his lips Zenith began training against this strange Illusion, taking strikes towards the unstable figures form, the blades of Zenith of course only passing through his copy. Still the young angel had to learn to increase his speed in battle without needing to use his Blur spell right away, his attacks began to get quicker and quicker on the Illusion.

Different kinds of strikes were made, side strikes, stabbing motions, and also strikes to the Illusions legs, arms and neck area. It was clear that Zenith was rather skilled at combat, and still looked confident even when training in mid air. After all as an angel Zenith sometimes had to battle people in air combat, it was always a little more tricky to in the air than the ground, after all you didnt have the safe feeling of the ground beneith your feet.

Spiining both of his blades around Zenith quickly tucked his wings into his back, his hands joining together in the air, also pushing the two blades together as Zenith quickly fell back to the earth before him. Both his Holy Blade and Blade of Blance began to glow blue with his Bless Weapon spell taking effect upon them as the angel made contact with the sand.

The landing had looked hard, but really all the power of the fall was directed towards Zeniths blade in another attack. Sand flying up around him as the blades smashed into the ground. Zenith then stood up and placed both blades back into their holsters before waving his left hand to the side to create a gust of wind to blow the sand away from the area he stood.

Letting out another sigh Zenith said softly into the morning sky, "The feeling of the morning light against my skin, It makes me feel like the work the Keepers have been doing has not all been in vain. But how exactly do I tell Kenyari that I am infact a member of the Keepers of the Sacred Deed.... I would hate to lose my friend, but I must return to my family soon!" The angel then shook his head as he waited for Kenyari to appear so their training could begin.

It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining brightly and everything was calm. For a half demon, kenyari sometimes liked the peace and quiet. He was not always after destruction. And on days like this the thought of spreading destruction was not on his mind.

What was on his mind today was meeting up with a new friend he had made. A angle by the name of zenith. Him and zenith had met on the annon mountains when he was first coming back to the lands of arda from a long and gruesome fight. Zenith had arranged sometime to train Kenyari in fighting. Kenyari of course didn’t refuse because he saw it as a chance to better himself and grow more powerful.'

Kenyari was walking through the beach in search of zenith. Zenith didn’t give him exact instructions on where to be but he knew somewhere on the beach. He walked slowly as he kicked sand in the process enjoying the mornings peace. He stared off into the water which was sparkling a nice light blue color with the reflections of the sun. Kenyari continued to walk down the beach as he thought he saw a figure

The figure was fighting against a illusion of himself. "Is that zenith" he said to himself as he started to run closer to where the figure was. He had gotten close enough to see that it was zenith that was there. He didn’t want to interrupt what he was doing so he watched as zenith did all kind of attacks on the illusion. The power of him amazed him. Zenith brought his sword down once more into the sand showing off more of his power as the sand made a small shroud around him.

Zenith had whispered something into the air towards the beautiful morning sky, but he was unable to hear what exactly it was. Kenyari shrugged and walked closer to zenith. "Sup zenith" kenyari called out walking towards him. "You ready to get this started" he said as he unsheathed his sword and stretched a little waiting for a reply from zenith.

Soon Zenith heard the voice of Kenyari, once standing back up onto his feet the angel turned to face the half demon and said, "Of course I am ready. First let me just say the reason we shall be training here. If you can keep your footing perfectly upon this sand, then you will be able to battle on any solid surface. Its all about the right balance. Of course im not going to go easy on you Kenyari, although I shall not use my magical blades." Zenith then smirked as he placed Salvation and Judgement back into their holsters on his back.

The young angel then placed his hands out infront of him as he used his Resplendent Gauntlets to summon forth his two weakest, yet decretive looking blades of Destiny and Hope. With his two blade tinted blades in hand Zenith was ready for the battle, or rather the training ahead of him. The main different between Destiny and Hope to Zeniths other blades, other than magic, was their lenght. Each of these blue blades were five feet in lenght yet the angel was able to weild them in an expect swordsman way. He had been training with Destiny and Hope for many years now and he usualy aslways used them in his training battles.

With a small smirk along his lips Zenith then said, "Now that I have my weapons for our battle my friend, shall we begin. Oh and just to spice things up that little bit more...." Zenith then looked into the sky and suddently the winds began to pick up speed. The angel then looked towards Kenyari as the wind hit the sand making a small like sand storm around the two warriors on the beach. This tactic would be good to use within this training as it would make Kenyari have to think where his attacks were coming from.

From within the wall of wind then came the voice of Zenith with the words, "You must not always trust your eyes. Trust your inner power. Try and track down my attacks if you can Kenyari. Only then will you be able to fully focus within a true battle. Because in battle, your eyes can be both your best friend, and your worst enemy!" The voice then faded out as the raging winds through more sand up making the wall even thicker.

Suddently Zenith shot of the sand at the back of Kenyari and aimed Destiny as his friends back, while Hope was going for a sweap attack on the legs of Kenyari. It would be good to see how quick Kenyari would learn what Zenith was trying to teach him, the quicker he got it, the less worn out he would for the next part of the training. It had now began!

Kenyari watched as his friend as he unsheathed two large swords. They were bluish in hue and they looked wonderful. He watched in amazement as he had taken them out. Kenyari smiled as he pulled his out which was no comparison to his two swords looks wise. Kenyari twirled his sword slightly as he listened to what zenith was saying.

Kenyari nodded as zenith finished his statement but suddenly the winds around them started to pick up heavily. The sands had started to blow as the winds picked up as it made a flurry of sand around the both of them.

"This is my training." he said out loud sarcastically as he looked around. He had to close his eyes partly because of the sand blowing roughly against him. "I wish i had something to shield the sand out right now" he thought to himself as he fought against the storm. "How can i fight him and this sand at the same time" he said slightly as sand quickly filled his mouth. He choked a little as he looked around. It was nearly impossible to fight in these conditions. Especially when you cant even see the person.

Kenyari heard zenith's voice once more. He listened to him as until his words faded out. Once his words stopped he felt the winds and sand starting to pick up even more. Kenyai shielded his eyes with his arms as the winds and sand was almost impossible. "How can he handle this." he said out loud as he waited and thought about something to do.

Suddenly he could hear something moving through the sands behind him. He turned around and opened his eyes slightly as he saw the swords coming at him. Kenyari had dropped his sword as he side stepped away from the first one but failing to see the second one coming.

Kenyari was caught on the legs as he came crashing down to the ground as more sand lifted into the air with a small mixture of blood specs going through the air. Kenyari slowly stood up as he looked around for his sword. He found it a few seconds later as he hurried to reach and grab it. "I am not letting him do this again." he called out as he started swinging his sword madly in all directions trying to hit something. He was cutting through the sand with ease but for the most part nothing else was being hit. He was getting frustrated. "Come out" he yelled out continuing to slash around. It had always been in his nature to go head first at someone without thinking. Now he was going head first and blind.

Zeniths first attack in this training had went through, and he was happy to see Kenyari get back to his feet and search for more, the only thing was that Kenyari kept hitting the air and not Zenith, if he didnt learn to trust his ears better than his eyes then Zenith was not going to hold back!

The wind caused the sand to rage thicker around Kenyari, now was the perfect time to strike him. Zenith first used his teleport skill to appear behind the halfling, his blade rushing in a circle motion through the air, one was heading for the chest of Kenyari while the second was heading for his waist. Still Zenith was not trying to Kill the halfling but teach him something, that was of course to trust your ears as much as your eyes.

Zenith then once again quickly teleported away not seeing if his attacks had went through, once away from Kenyari the young angel made the winds slow down once more and the sand fell onto the ground again, all was clear in vision but Zenith looked right towards Kenyari ready to defend himself if needed.

((ooc: sorry for short and bad post))