Dayraven’s shoulder felt bruised, but it moved fine, and there was no blood. He thanked the Dweorg Bur in his mind for the strong mail. Adding his recent training under Orvandil and Ludecan to all the sparring over the years with his father and Imharr, he remembered his lessons and defended himself with caution. Imharr, on the other hand, wielded Wreaker with fire in his veins.
