The clangs of spear hitting spear echoes throughout the underwater cave. The same one filled with remarkable stalactites Niecalli trained with Namor in.
Attuma's unrelenting attacks are parried by Niecalli but his strength pushes her back and keeps her off balance. Her breathing is staggered and her sweat drips as she continuously scrambles on her feet, struggling to protect herself.
"Steady feet and a strong core make for strength. Get your bearings right and plant your feet secure to withstand the force of my attacks. Scrambling around will lead you to death." Attuma lectures her while he relentlessly bombards her with attacks.
A particularly strong strike pushes Niecalli to her knees, loosening her grip on her spear. Another strike pushes the spear out of her hands, sliding away from her.
"W-wait!" Niecalli exclaims as Attuma prepares a downward slash. She knew for a fact that Attuma never lets her get hurt but bruises are fine. Pain makes people learn and scars make for a warrior. She feels something form on her hands and grips it, raising it to protect herself while she closes her eyes.
Clang!
Her eyes open to the sound and sees a spear made of ice against Attuma's spear. Luckily, it is a steel spear for training and not his usual vibranium spear.
Fail.
"Wait, how is that a fail?! I made an ice spear out of water!"
"This is spear training. Not water control."
"…"
"If you showed that to Namor you might have passed. But your spear skills are still subpar."
Fail!