boys will be boys

His sons gave no excuses and no argument, simply turning to each other and initiating the battle as directed. Azure stepped further back to allow them room to spar, a careful eye upon each to ensure he could step in if either boy moved to break his rule and escalate the maim. Both Fatalis children fought hard, working to exploit each other's weaknesses and win the battle. In the end, Azure was not surprised to see Basilisk declare his victory. "Good." He said sharply as the fight came to it's end. There were still things to work on from each, but they'd more then proven themselves ready for rank and independence. Basilisk's low-risk choice of maim was a mild concern, but one he'd address later. "Well done, the both of you. And congratulations, Basilisk." With a dip of his head he acknowledged them, paused, and moved into the next matter at hand. "Are either of you ready to declare a rank?" Azure's gaze flickered between each child in turn, waiting.

"Speech"