"Oh. Well that's cool." Ollie thought for a minute, about his first time holding a sword and how natural it felt. "It's a good technique I guess. I still need to find a way around it." Ollie firmed his grip on his sword. Before he could make a move, the Commandant appeared to his left. He looked at Ollie, then at Drago.

"Hm" he began. "Don't mind me. I'm only here for the show."

Ollie blinked. "Uh, okay. Prepare yourself, Drago!" The white rabbit charged, but this time slipped between Drago's legs and ended up behind him. A simple slash at his ankles was all Ollie intended for. The spar was beginning to take a toll on his stamina. He could feel himself becoming tired, slow, ineffective. He had to end his spar now -- especially since the Commandant was watching.