Alive

Chapter 19

It had only been 10 minutes when a large group started forming around their training session. Everyone wanted to get a glimpse of the famous Wanheda and general going head to head, even if only for practice. The training started out slow, with Indra showing Madi a few new moves, but quickly escalated to sparring. In this time, the group that was standing off to the side watching had eventually made a circle around the three. It had mainly been Indra sparring with Madi, but the group was getting restless, wanting to see some intense fighting.

"I think it's time for you and I to go at it" Clarke interrupted Madi and Indra, feeding off the groups restlessness.

Indra nodded at Clarke, before turning back to Madi. "You fought well little one, I was very impressed. If you keep it up you could be as good as Octavia." Clarke had told Indra how excited Madi was to finally meet Octavia. According to Madi, Octavia was 'the coolest warrior ever'. Madi's face lit up at Indra's praise before she quickly moved to the edge of the circle. Indra turned back towards Clarke. "Alright mighty Wanheda, let's see how good you are with a sword."

"Don't underestimate me Indra" Clarke said with a smirk.

"I never have" and with those three words Indra made the first move, attacking Clarke with a move that Indra knew she would block. She was testing Clarke. Indra wanted to first see how Clarke defended before making a real attack on her.

"I know what you're doing Indra because I taught Madi to do the same thing. I'm not as easy to read as you think I am." Clarke jumped forward bring her sword down to meet Indra's. "Let's give them a good show" she said only loud enough for Indra to hear.

"That shouldn't be too hard." Indra swung her free arm around looking to elbow Clarke while she was distracted, but right before her elbow connected with her side Clarke jumped out of the way.

"Tsk tsk, no cheap blows Indra."

And from there on it was more like an actual fight, rather than just a sparring session. Everyone stared at them in awe. No one expected Clarke to keep up with a sword, considering how much longer Indra had been wielding one. Clarke had obviously been practicing every single day on the ground, while it was much harder for Indra to practice in the bunker. They danced back and forth, matching each other's blows with their own.

The group erupted when the fight turned in Clarke's favor. Clarke and Indra were a few feet away from each other when Indra made a move. She took a few, quick steps towards Clarke hoping to land a good blow, but she never got the chance. Right as Indra swung her sword down Clarke used speed that Indra didn't know she had to duck out of the way. In one swift motion, Clarke ducked away from Indra, while at the same time swinging her leg to catch Indra's ankle. Before she could even realize what had happened, Indra was flat on her back, looking up at the sky. Clarke brought her sword to Indra's chest to make the point that she had won their little fight.

They were both quiet for a few seconds, the only sounds they were making were from their heavy breathing. Neither one of they had worked out like that in quite a while.

"I'm very impressed Clarke. It looks like there's some stuff you could even show me" spoke up while still on the ground.

"Well there's not much else you can do when you're the only person left on Earth." Clarke slid her sword over her shoulder and back into its holder. When it was safely away she extended her hand to Indra, who gladly accepted it. Clarke hauled her up off the ground, patting her shoulder when she was up.

"Now I need a shower" Clarke said still slightly out of breath. "I haven't worked up a sweat like that in too long.

"You're not the only one" Indra added in.