"Damn you, arrogant bastard!" One of the students shouted, and lashed out with a jet of water.
The Elf laughed and nimbly dodged it, then seemed to slide across the dock, and kicked the student into the surf.
"If you're not going to do better than that, I'm not even going to have to use my sword, and this is supposed to be a sword fighting lesson."
The Elf's amusement was clear, but so was his skill.
The students drew their swords, intending to group up to fend him off and knock him from the constantly moving wooden dock.
Blades flashed, and the man twirled between them, knocking students into the water every few seconds.
None of them could even touch him.
Once they were all in the water, he motioned for them to come back onto the dock.
"Get back here and get ready to be educated. I might not be the most skilled fighter that you'll ever face, but your Uncle Drazzit will happily teach you all how to use a sword."
