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The instructor had left the field, and with him a good portion of the orc recruits. The first day of training had come to an end. With steely eyes Grik spoke to his partner, 'We stay, more practice. Be strong and be ready for da Horde.'
His partner seemed ready to turn and leave the field from the hard day of training. Grik grabbed his shoulder, 'Me say practice more, ju have no honor, ju no wanna be warrior for Horde. Come now!!!'
The Lughorn must have struck a cord for his partner turned and faced him. A grun was his only reply as he signaled for Grik to get ready. They both slipped into basic stance, who would attack first and would they follow the instruction that Kruel had given them. It took only a moment, Grik settled into postition and his partner roared out and stepped forward to attack.
The maddened orc stepped forward, skipping the section of instruction about redirectio. He used his shield to strike at Grik, who stepped back in the flurry of blows. Grik looked for a way to redirect the blows, but as it was his first real taste he was unable to halt the fury. Then the assult stopped and the partner went back and signaled he wanted o go again. And once more the sheer ferousiousness kept Grik from turning his defense into an attack. This time the partner was able to slip past his guard and bang Grik's forearm.
'Ju go now!'
Having practiced the redirect, and not being successful, he went with the next tactic. First he used the Overhead Stirke, with a step foreward the shield came down to his partner's head. Where it was blacked, so then he went to the next move the Backhand Strike. Where he used the face of the shield to bash his partner's face, which was once again blocked. Not detered Grik continued, he was not attempting to ingure his partner. The young orc was practicing each move. He went slow now, but would speed up and increase the ferocity as he practiced.
The Center Strike was next, where Grik stepped forward thrusting his shield before him. There two shields banged together, with a cloud clash. the last in the series was the Right Strike. In which his left arm swung out and around, the edge landing where the enemies sword arm would be.
To practice Grik went through the attacks one at a time, which he repeated several times. He rotated a few more times with his partner, who had calmed down and was studing these basic attacks with Grik. Before long the field was empty save those two, and Grik's forearm felt a welt coming so they stopped the training. A few brews would ease the pain of the training, and have them ready for thier first brightening of practice.
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