He noticed that his expertise was recognised and appreciated. At least the guy knew what he lacked, just like Genzo was acutely aware of his own short comings. The ones that were about to lead to the Knight prevailing in a moment. The joy of his success turned into the bitter ashes of defeat really quickly.
Technique won over raw strength, except when the difference was so exponential. That is why training was essential, but given the curse he wore, training would serve no purpose, his power had been stolen from him and allegedly for good reason. He winced as the man's shoulder rammed into his side, he'd guarded his injured side, but had the other was left open. He didn't have time for another side step.
He was knocked to the ground and fell on his butt with a distraught gasp. He couldn't say this was suprising. In a way, he'd expected such an outcome from the very beginning, his pride just wished to deny that logical deduction. When the disarmed Knight managed to simply pull his hilt back to himself, Genzo grew grumpier, that coupled with his patronising words left the ice mage prickly.
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I suppose that makes up for that annoying buzzing and the stupidly obvious glow.' he said, woefully ignoring the request till he could. He staggered back to his feet and condensed some more ice for his other side now. Given this man hadn't simply stabbed him, or used brute force to cuff him, meant he took his duty seriously and possessed some honor. Genzo had not been caught doing anything illegal enough to be jailed, so there was no harm in at least extending the courtesy to accompany the Knight and offer his name, now that he truly had been bested.
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Right. I'm Genzo and I have a few questions about a certain someone, if you would indulge me on our way.' He proceeded to accompany the Knight, without needing to be cuffed and hauled through the streets. He had to have some grace in this defeat, that was perhaps his first lesson.
Exit.