Chapter 5: 5. First classes

   After a while of writing, I realized that I haven't included anything on weapon handling there, as I mostly focused on a way to defeat the enemy and what could be used, or how to move, so that I could use my limbs to finish the job. I have never properly welded a weapon and the only chance I had with one was during the king two hundred fifty birthday. 

   I decided to leave it for now, since it was already getting dark and tomorrow I would need to attend the lessons, so I closed the book and returned with it back to my room.

   Inside I placed my book back on the desk, stripped myself naked, while placing my clothes inside a small hand bag, then I wore the towel around my waist and made my way through the empty corridor towards the showers. 

   Inside I heard one shower and cleaner running, but ignored it and I put my clothes inside a cleaner next to the running one and closed the small window, watching as a small green diode light up in confirmation. Then I threw my towel on a hook that was stretching from a shower side wall and I entered the three side walled booth, but since there was no cover from the entrance, I mindfully entered sideways with my right arm facing the shower side and unmarred left side towards the outside. 

   As soon as was inside, the warm water started pouring all across me and I took my sweet time, cleaning myself thoroughly and stopped only for a while as I heard a footsteps as somebody was about to pass by my booth, so I made sure my scar was hidden and nodded my head towards the male student, still dripping water from his hair as he was walking towards his towel, he had left near the cleaner. 

   As he passed by and glanced at me, he averted his head, without even acknowledging my greeting towards him and just continued his way. 

   After the shower, I wiped myself completely in my towel and wore it on my right arm, since it would keep the scar hidden. I took my cleaned clothes and made my way back towards my room, where I set up my clock, hung the towel somewhere and lied naked inside my bed.

   Next day, I woke up to the sound of the alarm clock, which I instantly shut down with a slap of my hand and sat up on my bed and waited a moment for my brain to wake up properly. The biggest mistake done in the morning would be to keep on laying in the bed just after waking up. 

   As I stood up I started slowly stretching myself, to work on my body flexibility and wake myself up completely and I wasn't in a hurry, because lessons would start in three hours and breakfast would be served in two. In theory I still could be sleeping, but since I want to be on top of class then I have to beat everyone else and prove to them that I can do it. 

   I will do anything to win and thrive. 

   After stretching, I started a muscle workout, by doing various sets of push ups, pull ups and more stretching. 

   After two hours, I decided to take a break and take another shower to wash up my sweat, before adorning my combat ready clothes and going for breakfast. 

   Fast shower later, I made my way towards the dining hall, where I took a traditional smashed purple egg with side sausage and made my way towards the further seats, as I saw that other students were looking at me warringly and didn't want me to be with them. 

   I sat alone and quickly finished a passable meal and started making my way towards the return window, until I saw one of the students, that I will have to pass by, in front of me smirk and I reacted, by quickly avoiding his stretched leg, that he tried to trip me with. 

   Taking a quick look back at him, I saw how he grimaced at me and turned back towards his overflowing plate with various mixes of meals. 

   Quickly remembering his face, I decided to take my revenge later. 

   After returning the plate, I made my way towards the classroom, where I saw an already open door and entered inside to take an available seat. 

   Within long minutes and unhappy neighbors, who didn't have a choice to not sit near me and were leaning away from me to whisper talk to people sitting next to them, a female professor came inside and slammed hard on her desk, silencing the whole class and successfully taking the attention. 

   "Welcome everybody to my class. My name is Wollap'r. I am in charge of your theoretical knowledge and skills, alongside teaching you about other races. Now let's start with the history of our people's wars. First war and independence we have fought out, while also settling ourselves on this planet. It all started …" 

   I listened to the lesson, while having my notebook ready in order to be prepared if there was anything that I didn't know already, but as time went on and lesson passed, I left disappointed, as I didn't learn anything new. 

   After that, we all made our way to the combat classroom and as we entered, I spotted a familiar male instructor, who was waiting with his back resting on a fight ring pole. 

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    "Now that you are all here, we will begin with spars, so that I know what you all need to focus on. My name is Forlarg and I am your main instructor. There are three other helpers that are currently in a monitoring station above you, but for now they won't be showing. Set up in a double line now". 

   I immediately made my way behind the boy, who attempted to trip me during breakfast and said to him silently "I hope that I can teach you a friendly lesson", with a sweet voice and a small smile. 

   He didn't reply, as the lines were already formed and the instructor started speaking "Normally I would have started from the right side, to the left side in pairs, but now I will make small exception and ask for a Komand'r and the person in front of her to step on the ring behind me". 

   As we made our way there, the instructor said "Rules are simple. You start after my whistle, anything goes, as long as it doesn't result in death. Any injury is treated as an accident, unless it leads to permanent crippling like with brain damage, or death. Flying during spars is allowed only when I allow it due to dangers of aerial combat, as they are prone to deadly accidents. The only weapons available are the training ones and only during weapon training sessions. Now, since you both took your places, let's start" and with that he blew his whistle. 

    My opponent after a two second long decision decided to start with a right fist towards my face, but it was sloppy and telegraphed by his movement, so much, that I just leant to my right and slammed my right fist hard into back of his elbow, disabling and possibly breaking it, but I didn't wonder about it, as I immediately lean as low as possible, to evade his left leg kick and while raising myself and slamming my right foot down hard at the side of his right knee. 

   The force of the kick, one legged stand of the opponent with the strength of the metal plating of my boots over forced the strength of his knee, breaking it completely, while also making part of his bone stick outside of his body and spilling blood on the ring floor. 

   My opponent collapsed and started yelling in pain with tears flowing out of his eyes and with his hands getting covered in blood. 

   As I stood and watched, without feeling any guilt, just a little pang of satisfaction, I heard a whistle and instructor yelling "End! You two!" He pointed at the first pair "get him into the medical cabinet! Komand'r you go there and wait for your next spar with a victor and damn you already not only broke, but shattered the records. Never before in the first spar of the year, somebody caused an open break. That usually happens in the middle of the first year". 

   After that I sat down on the edge of the bench, to which the instructor pointed at and waited while watching other students sparring. 

   Each victor was asked for his name and then told to sit on the bench, where they took a place to the left of me, while losers were pointed to the bench on the opposite side. 

   After all first rounds of sparring were complete the instructor stood in front of the rings and called "Victors of the first round will be sparring again, until only one person will remain. That Tamaranean will be declared the captain of your class and will receive additional benefits alongside some responsibilities. Now your partner will be the person next to you, starting from the first victor. The winners will return to their bench, while those that lost will sit on this empty bench" He pointed at the empty bench behind him and continued "Now I would like for the victors of the first and second fight to join me in the arena". 

   I and the person next to me stood up immediately and we made our way to the opposite ends of the ring, where we stood up waiting for the signal. 

   "Three, two, one and start!" Instructor called loudly. 

   As I and my opponent faced each other, ready to react to any type of attack, we started moving around the ring, searching for any openings, but when I looked at his eyes, I saw wariness and a little bit of fear. Then I understood that he wouldn't be making a first move, so I smiled, startling him. As he got ready instantly to block my attack, he got confused after a while, as I didn't do anything and dropped his guard for a moment. 

   That was all I needed. The moment he dropped his guard, I struck with a fist towards his stomach, moved behind him, just under his arm and kicked the back of his knee, forcing him down on one leg, before grabbing his head and slamming him down hard onto the floor. 

   Then I moved a couple of steps back, leaving him on the ground, while hearing the instructor yelling "Stop! Winner Komand'r!"

   As I started to make my way back towards the victor's bench, my opponent stood up a little disoriented, before making his way towards the empty bench with a small dose of disorientation and a little stiff walk, probably due to hurting right leg. 

   Rest of the spars went similarly, but I didn't have to break bones anymore and struck only when true openings came, as some opponents tried to lure me with fake openings, only to fail for my feints, letting me to defeat them all. 

   In the end I stood alone on the ring, right after slamming my last opponent down hard on the floor, again letting go of his head. It was disappointing, fighting them all, only to win quickly and without troubles. 

   "Now since our little tournament has been concluded I would like for Komand'r to remain on the ring for a moment and for Teilar to sit on the bench" said Forlarg, as he made his way towards me, then he pulled out a stretchable band from his pocket and placed it on my outstretched hand "This is a captain band of this class, you will now have to help the weakest students of your class in combat training, by bringing them up to the standards. For this reason you will have an additional access after hours to this training hall, which you can use for yourself, or for training others, but keep in mind the rules. The band will act as an access key and also provide you additional points in graduation, for each day you have it and a nice bonus if you skip a grade. Keep working hard and be ahead of your peers and beware of getting over compliten. It is easy to lose it that way. Now, class is dismissed".

   I put up the band on my right arm, adjusting it a little for it to lie smoothly on my body and after a moment I followed the class out towards the dining hall for five in the afternoon dinner. 

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