First Rule Of Fight Club...

Albion’s gaze continued to rove up and down over the test dummy, continuing to suss out weakness before Ricin turned his attention back towards him, Goading another question as he encouraged more critical thinking. He mentioned something about terrain, but really that was the last thing on Albion’s mind. He had even less say over the terrain they fought upon than he did what kind of armor his opponent was wearing.

"I doubt it would be as easy as choosing my own preferred terrain.” He answered in his usual monotone voice. "I’d just have to move faster and use my natural fleet footedness.” Despite his size, and the weight of his bones, Albion was lithe and quick on his paws. That seemed enough to satisfy Ricin as he moved on to the next wolf. Eventually the lesson was brought to a close and all of them were dismissed.


"Albion Klein"