I'm improving... I hope, at least I think I'm getting back to my usual writing quality, hope you enjoy this chapter! :)

Clovis stepped up to fight, now considering his background, his physique and his weakness, Clovis was expected to lose against both of the twins, he stepped forward, raising his sword up to eye level.

"Very well Clovis... who would you like to fight first?" Aninya asked him

"I... I choose..." he started weakly, his voice quivering in slight anxiousness "I'll fight you Aninya-ebrithil" He chose, his voice suddenly becoming more confident 'I... I need to believe, I have to prove myself now!' he shouted mentally, stepping into the circle watching as Aninya stepped in with him.

"Raise your blade Clovis" Aninya said, taking her stance "Let us... begin" she said, drawing her sword and looking at him

Clovis stared at her moving slowly but lightly, so as to move quickly if necessary, Aninya took a step forward... and again, her two strides closing much of the distance between them. Slowly she swung at his left leg before suddenly slashing up at his sword arm. Clovis managed to block the attack but only barely, his arm stung at the force of the blow but he had survived the first blow, he decided then to outlast his opponent as long as possible, weaving out of her attacks, dancing away from her attacks, his small height yet great speed and reflexes playing to his advantage, he moved... and moved again, not staying in the same place long enough for her to attack twice. His breathing was becoming heavy, sweat started fogging up his brow, he had been moving too much and his arm was sore from blocking her blows. His movements slowed down slightly, knowing that this battle was coming to an end... however... neither opponent had managed to land a blow... he knew Aninya-ebrithil was holding back but he also knew she had done the same with the other students... his movement slowed down again until... pain, he could feel pain on his leg, then again pain on his arm, four more times he felt pain until she stopped.

"Enough... Clovis... you have impressed us" she told him, he now say Kaira standing next to her "You're agility and speed are unmatched by the other students apart from the elves... in fact you are faster than some of them... but you're stamina could use work... and your confidence, if you learn to channel that speed into your sword you would be near unstoppable to beat by the sword" She exclaimed, praising and rewarding him.

Clovis smiled... until he realised he had to fight Kaira next... his lack of stamina and his tired body was his downfall immediately, and the fight was over a lot quicker than his last one but he had proven that he was not to be taken lightly. The second that Kaira ended the fight he collapsed on the floor from exhaustion, he slowly walked out of the circle with his body aching but nothing hurt more than his feet.

"We now know exactly how to teach you five... but that's only in swordplay, show us your archery skills!" Aninya shouted to them, gaining a groan of exhaustion from Clovis to which she laughed.

While Aninya and Kaira were battering around the five students, Vilden was teaching the five dragons.

"Listen to me younglings, what have I just taught you?" he asked his class, making sure they were paying attention, satisfied at their response he continued "We will continue learning of wind patterns and reading air movements next lesson, now it is time for a history lesson... Eragon has left all learning in the matter of us winged gods to Umaroth and Glaedr... and they have asked me to teach you about Vanilor... the King of the wild dragons. You see, like the dragon friends the werecats, we do not elect a king until times of war and he was our King during the dragon wars... he was a great leader and great fighter, he was not as big as Belgabad... no but he would be twice the size of myself... making him ten times the size of you all. Vanilor himself was a direct ancestor of Saphira and he was near enough the uncle of Bid'Daum who you all should now was bonded to Eragon, the first rider. Vanilor was a grand silver dragon, at the time of the Great War I was yet to be born, however my dam, Lenora was alive, and she told me about his death and life... I was not instructed to tell you about his life and nor do I have the time; I was only instructed to tell you of his death... remember now that both sides did things that they regretted... Vanilor was fighting at the battle of the burning mountain, as the elves call it, that took place near Nadindel. Vanilor was taking revenge for the death of the eggs that the elves had done... He himself had lost three eggs from his mates, he was angry as all the dragons were and his fury was what had destroyed him, before he even started fighting, the dragons knew he would not return. He began his attack, with a thunder of dragons, no more than twenty; he went in one straight line from one end of the city to the other, leaving a blackened line in his midst. In one burn he had killed more than a hundred elves including seven children. He demanded equivalent blood for the death of his eggs and that was when it happened. A dauthdaert was brought out, by the name of 'delois'. An elf by the name of Ceranthor, the king at that time, he had tried to bring piece by communication with the dragons but failed... he would never had raised an attack himself on our kind but Vanilor had killed his son in his flight, blinded with rage Ceranthor rose up delois and hurled it at Vanilor, his aim was true and Vanilor was severely injured, he died of his injuries as opposed to at that time but the only person who would have cured him was the one who had maimed him, the one who wanted him to perish... and that... is what happened" Vilden finished "We shall continue with our lesson another time younglings, but for now, our time is up, to lunch and good food you must go!" he told them, turning to go towards Doru Anora.

Eragon landed, climbing off of Saphira's back, as he landed he saw Kuldr walking up to him "Afternoon Kuldr-Elda" he called, listening as Saphira did the same

"Afternoon Shadeslayer, and to you as well Bjartskular, Blodhgarm told me something interesting today while you were out flying" he said, smiling

"And what would that be?" Eragon asked, curiousness tugging at his sleeve

"Apparently you saw my sister during the Agaetí Blodhren, Liotha, she of the brown fur" he told him

"Yes I did Kuldr-Vodhr" Eragon replied

"Well, I heard message from her today, she scryed me and Blodhgarm earlier today, she's travelling to Doru Anora with a three other people, two dwarves that the elves selected for Rhunon to use at her armoury to ease her burdens and another elf of who I was not told nor did I ask" Kuldr told him

"This is good news, I think that Rhunon will be pleased with this news, when are they coming here?" Eragon asked

"They are at Hedarth now, the will be here by the end of next week" Kuldr explained "I shall see you later for tonight is the night of the showing off the egg" he replied, a sudden depressed look in his eyes but being replaced quickly

"Aye, tonight" he said, walking away

"He is good at hiding his pain" Saphira said "I wonder if the egg shall hatch... It would most certainly be interesting to say the least, if it does who will it hatch for?"

"We shall find out tonight..." Eragon replied "You will have much influence in this matter Saphira"

"I know little one" Saphira told him "In the end it comes down to who I ask the egg to hatch for, if it will listen to anyone it will listen to me..."

I wonder what Saphira means by that? Sorry, I know I said a hatching in this chapter but... DEFINITELY NEXT CHAPTER!

But seriously what does Saphira mean by that? Also Kuldr's sister and Blodhgarm's cousin is coming to join them... should be an amazing family reunion.

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