I was sweat bathed, panting. I went to the weapon room and put my sword there. I wiped my forehead with my t-shirt, and sat on the bench.
One of my best friends, Nathan came over. “Hey, Alex.” He panted too, hands on knees. “Nice sword-fighting skills. You'll be ready with those monsters on our quest.”
“No way.” I shook my head violently. “Not fighting with Typhon.”