[He's almost disappointed that Squall had gotten so damn good, but he's secretly proud of him for not getting rusty while he was away. It means they'll have hella more spars in the future and Seifer can learn from it. He smirks to himself in thought as their blades push against each other. Maybe, he'll surpass him once he masters his classes.

He expects Squall to jump back from the confrontation, but not the electric blade going into the ground. It explodes, sending him flying through the air and knocking hard into a settlement of crumbling rocks. He bites his tongue, drawing blood and his head aches as he looks up. Blood seeps from the corner of his mouth but he still smirks defiantly as he tries to stand.]

You know I never give in that easily but...

[Except, he has to because that blow did his body in and he pretty much needs rest. Meaning he'll have to travel all the way out to this island again tomorrow. He casts cure on himself.]

I went easy on you, Ice Princess. Maybe, next time I'll give it my all.

[he brings hyperion's blade against his shoulder, tasting blood in his mouth and spits it out to the side.]

Almost forgot what this snit even started over. I'll take pity on you and let you have the stuff. Don't want it anyway.