Once Mikajia agreed, he led him into the castle grounds, taking him to the guard’s quarters and calling all of the guards over to explain what was about to happen. A few minutes later, there were roughly a dozen guards gathered in the small training yard outside of the building set up next to the castle. Sirius Phantasm told the guards in no elaborate terms, that they were about to endure some hellish training. He also went as far as to tell them, any injuries they may, and most likely would receive were not to interfere with their work after this.
The guards seemed to become a bit antsy while he was talking, clearly not liking what they were hearing. However, they seemed to perk up a bit when they realized that Mikajia would be their training instructor. They almost seemed to take this as a joke. Apparently viewing Mikajia as non-threatening or something, just because he wasn’t wearing a full suit of armor like them. This honestly pissed him off, and he began to look forward to making the next few hours of their lives a living hell.
Once Sirius was finished explaining that they would be doing some sparring for their training, Mikajia told the men to pair up. They kind of grumbled as they shuffled along. Mikajia watched Sirius head over to a small gazebo nearby, ordering one of the maids to bring him something to eat. Mikajia turned back to the guards, they had all paired up, and were demonstrating exactly why Sirius had requested Mikajia’s assistance with this. Absolutely none of them were taking this seriously. That was about to change.
He walked up to one of the pair and stopped roughly ten feet from them. The two men stopped and stared at him for a couple seconds, their brows arching in question as to what he wanted. Mikajia simply lifted his hands to his sides, and waved at both of them to attack him at once. His eyes not showing the slightest apprehension. The guards seemed to think Mikajia was arrogant for challenging two of them at once; all the other guards appeared to continue sparring, but were obviously trying to see what was about to happen with their new instructor.
A second later, the two guards he’d challenged sprung into action. However, it was clear they were no match for Mikajia. Their movements were slow and bulky, though that wasn’t really surprising considering they were wearing plate armor. Mikajia nimbly side-stepped the first attack, then quickly parried the second, grabbing ahold of the wrist of the man and stepping forward. He snapped his arm closed and planted a heavy blow on the man’s jaw with his elbow.
WC = 754/1,000