Save the Judgement

the fight moved so fast, like a blur. erebos found himself frustratingly pinned, his body held by the nape as eltrys mounted over him. the fight was obviously finished.. dreadfully so. growling, he glanced at the floor in obvious yet conflicted submission. the other didn't rub it in- offering at least some respect for erebos to gather himself accordingly. his harsh gaze finally did find eltrys as they both disengaged. his face then returned to the stoic wall it usually was. however, a tinge of frustration still hung within his eyes. "If I may.. I wish to learn to spar like you." a huge move for such an egoistically male.. it was not spoken easily let alone with delight. but if erebos was to improve, he needed the right pointers. who better than eltrys? he began to feel silent admiration for the brute.