Knights Blade (Priv/NK)

Chrom wasn't surprised to see the man block his knee, but was glad that his move had been at least somewhat surprising. He was pushed back, and he used the momentum to roll backwards, which while difficult with sword in hand proved to not be impossible. He flipped himself upright, hopefully Siegfried was still recovering from their first clash to have made any counter, but in any case, Chrom would be ready. One foot stayed forward, the other slid back as Chrom prepared his blade, held straight in front of him. He had the advantage in reach, but he wasn't sure if he had any advantage in power. It seemed like Sieg was a fare bit faster then him, but that wasn't something that would cost Chrom too much. The Knights watchful eyes would be prepared for a counter as he decided to be on the defense for this moment as Sieg was hopefully far enough for Chroms range advantage to come into play. He let out a breath and realized he was beginning to feel just a bit jittery. He'd only just started this spar and he was growing excited over the prospect of the continued clashing of blades.

The smile on Sieg continued to shine as he slid forward towards Chrom, eyes locked with his as he planned his next move carefully. Calculating precision he moved to the right and slid his hands back into place as he made a low sweep towards Chrom. What made this sweep so different was in the event that Chrom were to attack while Sieg's posture was slightly lowered, the blade would slightly tilt upwards at a 45 degree angle to throw his positioning off. He could tell that both he and Chrom were having fun, pushing themselves to the limit and then some.

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Chrom saw the sweep coming and decided it was best to take a defensive style against it rather then try to block it. Hopefully the momentum of the blow would keep Siegfried going and put him off balance enough for Chrom to make an attack. Chrom would dodge backwards, likely just barely being missed by the attack, and he would bring his sword down, level with his chest and in a thrusting position just as Siegfrieds attack would slide past the Knight. He would make a quick push with his sword, aimed to jab at the armor covering Siegfrieds shoulder before rapidly pulling his blade back to his chest. Whether the attack went through was up to the other Knight but Chrom kept his eyes wary of any counters and prepared for a secondary strike. The shoulder blow was meant to knock Siegfried off balance, and assuming that worked and the man stumbled. he would adjust his blade so it was now at shoulder level and pointing up, and brought in a horizontal strike against Siegfrieds arm, designed to further his off balance and perhaps push him over. Chrom was still relatively new to sparring with real swords so he hoped he was making a decent impression.

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As the sweep continued, Siegfried paid careful attention to the opposing males body, the step backwards was met with a countering jab towards the young blacksmiths body which resulted in Sieg turning the blade upwards. Locking the blades together it caused a loud clink from the metals colliding before Sieg using his strength to push both blades into the air and away from the two males. With the weapons flying four meters behind the two, in his right hand would begin to form a single blade similar to Chrom's holding it firmly and smiling," Want to take a break for now and talk about some things? I still have some projects I could use your help with as well. So lets head back to the forge," allowing the weapon to disappear he would hold out the same hand to Chrom, hoping his brother would take it to help himself up. Walking over to his blade, he slowly picks it up and swings it noticing the small chips in it," you will need to be fixed soon won't you my friend," smiling he began to slowly walk into the forge hoping Chrom had been following him.

Chrom hadn't counted on the blade turn and was caught off guard as the swords clashed. Siegfried with his greater knowledge, used the moment to send both their blades flipping behind them. Chrom had a moment of panic as he was disarmed and fell back on one of the Pendragon techniques he knew, Projection. He had studied Siegs sword plenty during the battle, and the blade would be easy to re-create. The only downside was as he looked up, Siegfried had projected Chroms own blade already. The glow that had begun in Chroms hand faded as he realized the moment of panic had costed him a couple of precious seconds. The spar was over, and Siegfried offered a break for discussion and possibly more work. Chrom nodded in agreement of the plan, "That sounds fine, i'll help with whatever you need."
He took Siegfrieds hand and regained his footing, retrieving his own blade, looking it over. It had served him well in this battle, and would hopefully continue to serve in many more. The blade still seemed to be in ok shape, and he slid it back into its scabbard with ease. Following Siegfried into the forge, he awaited whatever project the Blacksmith had in mind.

Within the forge he slowly began to gather his smock and gloves, picking up a few weapons and sitting them onto the table. Looking them over he would slide one over towards Chrom and smile," Try making this blade sturdier, i'm sure you know how to...just the application will be a little difficult. Use any of these blades to do so, just do not break them please. They are all training weapons of great worth, mostly because these are the first of many weapons that I had made during my first days as a blacksmith," with that he moved onward into the forge setting aside a cast as he began to make another weapon. This one had been something he had been working on quite a while, his mind baking with an idea for a sword though at the moment he only had half of the requirements. A trip to the families library would prove to be something that he would need to embark on. At the current moment he would begin to make the prototype, the small formation of a claymore forming in his hands," The idea is all here but the form is lacking. Something about this strikes me as an odd end," as he opened his hand the projection of the blade would cease to exist as he began the process of repairing his blade. With gentle hands he placed them onto the blade pulsing his will and heart onto the blade, the cracks slowly forming into solid portions once more albeit slowly. Removing his hands from the blade he slowly looked into the other room to see how Chrom had been doing before going about the forge creating a new weapon.

Chrom hadn't ever..really done a ton of blacksmithing but he had read many. many books on it. So in theory it should be simple. Strengthening a blade just took work and patience that he was sure he had. He breathed out as he selected one of the blades he was asked to strengthen and calmed his mind. He got nervous a lot, but to be fair he was fairly new at a lot of things today. He had never done a spar with such a real blade before, and he had never done more then practice with forging. He just had to learn how to center himself, especially if he wanted to be helpful to the dragons. He began the process of strengthening the blade, and made sure he was careful to not damage the blade. He didn't want to seem like a novice but it was painfully clear that Chrom was not quite an expert blacksmith. He was trying his best to make the process go as well as it could, however, and not snap the blade in half or anything. He was starting to make decent progress though, so hopefully Siegfried would be pleased with his handiwork. It was awfully warm work, but nothing the young Pendragon couldn't handle.

After a few hard moments of fixing one of the blades that had been asked to be repaired, his black snuffed face smiled as he sat the blade back into its sheathe and placed onto the finished products counter and nodded," Another soul successfully repaired and saved...may your life shine onward after this day," moving onto the next piece which had been his own personal project, he continued to pour his chakra into it, reinforcing its already durable form in a way that would no doubt bring out its luster. Through his intense meditation he wondered how his family had been faring in the attempt to bring back the Black Dragon's blade of legend, its legendary body being smashed to pieces in its last battle. Sieg had knew that it was important for his family to finish its revival so that it could be once again be wielded alongside the King in times of need. Taking his mind off of the issue at hand, he continued to press onward working on the blade that sat in front of him," One day you will be made whole again Balmung...," the thought sat on his mind as he wielded his hammer, clanging into the metal as he smiled. After a few moments he slowly walked from the back to take a look at Chrom's work. Looking over the blade he patted Chrom on the shoulder," Good job on your first try though try looking for the small wounds with her hands not your eyes, our swords are also alive," with that he watched as he continued to work on his progress.

" The knowledge leads to an understanding of the metal and from there it becomes simply knowing your inspiration and how to make the blades. Listening to them as you perform your careful work on them, and then you know what they want as well as yourself. I've always envisioned what I would be creating and allowed my hands to do the rest," as he stood there against the wall for a moment with thoughts on his mind he continued to watch Chrom as he pushed onward with his training. Thoughtful for a spell he walked over to the table and pulled forward a stool to sit on as he picked up one of the blades and examined it," What is like being within the Blue household? I know that you keep the lore, both past and onward for our family, but what is that like? Holding what is essentially the life for us?," he had been rather curious about the intricacies of the Blue Dragon, but since he and Chrom were still talking he figured he would be able to find some answers.