Pavlos stood off to the side and silently watched his daughter throw her jabs and low punches. He was mildly impressed by her determination, but she still lacked conviction and power. She didn't have it in her to actually injure or kill another person. He could tell alone by her weak stance, and half-hearted lunges. He inhaled deeply, calling for patience and to recall that she was a female, and of course did not have a natural blood thirst. Pavlos came forward again, reaching out with barely any effort to catch her wrist before she could throw another punch.

"I have a better idea. You need a taste of battle, little one." Pavlos flicked his gaze towards his silent two guards standing at post. He gestured them over with a crook of his finger, and they came obediently.

"Remove any weapons you may hold, and stand here a moment if you would."

They did as he asked, still silent, tossing their swords and daggers into the dirt in a heap at their feet. Pavlos placed his hand on Daniil's shoulder and led her closer to the two men, positioning her between them.

"Unfortunately, I can't bring myself to strike you down. You are my child, but in order to fulfill your wish, you need to experience real pain. Afterwards, I will ask you again if you wish to go down this path. Understood?" He didn't wait for her answer, instead he turned again to address Ajax and Leviathan, both of whom were now staring at each other nervously, clearly uncertain about harming the lady and daughter of Pavlos Marikas. Pavlos dismissed their fears.

"Spar with her, but remember her flesh is not as hard as those of us men, nor does she carry the stamina of a hardened warriors as yourselves. Still, do not take it overly easy. Bruise her. Knock her down, make sure she gets back to her feet. I will watch a distance away, but if either one of you seriously injures my daughter, I will see to removing your heads myself. Am I clear?"

Both men nodded dubiously, switching their gazes between Pavlos and Daniil as they prepared for this impossible task. Pavlos did as he said, stepping away out of the pit, to watch like a silent hawk.

NPC: Ajax shot one last glance at his fellow soldier before abiding by his lord's wishes. He approached Daniil slowly, raising his hands to show that he meant her no harm, before placing his hands on her arms to fix her in the correct defense.

"You need to put power in your strikes, my lady. Or your opponent will not go down. May I show you?"