"I'll ask questions. Let's see how much you learned about the topic." Imeng have a jovial smile on his face.
Fein sat up straight, his eyes fixed on Imeng, ready to prove his understanding of the teachings. The crackling fire provided a warm backdrop to the serious and solemn atmosphere that enveloped them.
Imeng's eyes held a piercing intensity as he started firing questions at Fein, putting his knowledge to the test. His voice had a firm yet encouraging tone, as if urging Fein to show what he's got.
"Alright, Fein, let's start with the Obstructive Shield," Imeng said, raising an eyebrow. "How the heck does it mess with your opponent's movements and give you an advantage?"