Lots of worlds have war, Gadriel! Felix knows war well after six years fighting in one that consumed his continent.

Felix makes a small, irritated growl at the offer.

"Fine. But don't hold back or I'll kill you."

Felix takes off at a running start, honing in and slashing at what he thinks may be a weak spot in Gadriel's armor, at the crook of his elbow. It's a test to see if the mediocre sword he got at the marketplace can cut through it. Despite Felix's lithe, small frame, he's quite strong for a human, though not with superhuman strength without his crest. His precision is also impeccable.