Legend of Gabriél (20)

Had I heard right? _El Rey_ wanted me to fight Andres? Someone who had been so kind to me? _El Rey_'s face did not show any sign that he was kidding us. _Un sirviente_ lightly threw me a sword. I caught it as an instinct, but this meant that I was now ready to battle.

Andres came at me quickly, moving his sword with great agility and speed, while I blocked everything with care, trying not to hurt him. Father had taught me the basics of sword fighting, blocking and attacking, but he entrusted the _maniobras_ to my instincts.

"_Vamos, lucha!_" Andres whispered to me. He gave me a wink and grinned. Only for a second, enough time for me to see, and not _El Rey_. _Clang, cling, clang_, our swords went, back in forth, blocking and attacking. Andres wasn't taking this seriously, so why was I so afraid? That's when I finally attacked. I did the infamous "Z" on Andres' shirt, and as he looked to see what it was I sent his sword flying. It landed a little short of the face of _El Rey_.

"_Muy bien,_" said _El Rey_.