Rushing in to close the gap Celric gave a loud yell as he prepared to swing his fist, he was aiming it at his fathers face with everything he had. "RAAAH!" He swung his fist with everything he had in hopes that it would connect. Athren on the other hand simply shifted his head to the side and let the attack blow right passed his face. Celric had then launched a flurry of attacks, though Athren could tell they weren't just random. Celric had been using his smile size to get right in close to Athren's body and aimed the rest of his attacks to Athren's chest and stomach.

Dodging the first blow was all too simple, though Athren would have had to admit he was surprised by Celric's decision. Athren had to keep his arms tight to his body and his movement with them was rather restricted given how close his son had been. His arms moved rapidly, making sure that they had taken ever single swing that his little boy could dish out. "Hmph." Athren grunted quietly as he was taking slow steps back as his bow continued and continued to no avail. If this was an even fight on an even power scaling level, Celric's tactic might've actually been enough to do a little bit of damage, unfortunately for the child though this wasn't a fair fight and it wasn't meant to be.

Athren allowed himself to be on the back foot for a few short moments, as he backed up his son continued his attack. When he realized that he couldn't break through his fathers defenses at the stomach he quickly dropped to the floor and attempted to sweep his leg and knock Athren off his feet. Athren had responded by simply jumping up into the air and taking flight, he slowly continued to rise as he watched his son. "You'll need to do better than that if you want to land a hit. Come on!" Athren exclaimed.

Celric once again grunted as he used all the power in his legs to shoot himself up into the air chasing after his father, his fist once again ready in an attempt to make contact. Though this is where it was all going to shift, this is where Athren was going to start beating on his kid. Of course, he'd be sure that none of the attacks were going to be fatal but he'd damn well make sure it hurt. That was the challenge to overcome after all. Athren extended his left hand and stopped Celric's fist dead in it's tracks, Athren had then cocked back his right fist and collided it hard into Celric's face and just before it made contact he released Celric's fist to ensure the boy would go flying.

"UMPH!" Celric cried out as the fist collided with his face and he got sent back down to the ground in a hurry, his body hit the ground hard as he crashed into it and made a small creator around himself. "Urgh.." He took a second to realize what had just happened. His father had never hit him like that before, in fact the boy had never been hit that hard at all. His eyes watered lightly from the force of the blow and he could feel all the pain that it brought to his face. His body now feeling weak from the force of the impact on the ground. "Erg." He grunted as he slowly rose to his feet and glared up at his dad. There was no chance in hell he'd let his father know how much pain he felt, even it was obvious within his body language. He wouldn't admit it and he wouldn't vocalize it, even if he wanted too. He needed to be strong right now, for himself.

Athren had simply hovered there looking down at his boy coldly, he wasn't going to offer a helping hand or any words of encouragement. This was for Celric to do on his own because his father wouldn't be there to protect him forever and at times Celric would be just that, all alone against an enemy. The sooner he relied on himself and nothing but himself, the better he was. Though Athren would have a moment of pride in his boy, the boy didn't cry out he didn't make a big deal of the hit, he took it like a champ and rose to his feet like a warrior, one that wasn't planning on giving up. At this point Athren had now decided to lower himself to the ground, his boots gently touching down on the dirt as he awaited what was to come next.

Celric had been breathing rather heavily at this point, the pain continuing to echo throughout his body. "Urggh.." He tried to keep his grunts hidden underneath his breath, he didn't want to show any signs of weakness before his father. He needed to be tough, he needed to be strong, even if he had already felt like he was beaten! He wouldn't give up though, once more he launched himself forward and tried to make an offensive on his father.

Once again Athren simply ducked and weaved his way from his son's attacks, this time the attacks were slowly as Celric had felt the massive strain on his body from the first and the collision with the ground. The young boy hadn't quite been attuned to that kind of impact yet plus the initial shock and fear of it happening again was definitely clouding the boy's movements. It was expected though and Athren still wasn't going to let up one single bit. After a few dodges and dips, Athren's fist once again collided with Celric's face, the boy's entire body shifted and his face turned to one side, but that was only the beginning. Fist after fist, Athren continued to hit his son, the boy's face shifted back and forth from left to right under the power of his fathers fists.

Celric had felt like the weight of the blows was just too much for him to handle, he couldn't catch a break or even find a way to defend himself he was just so outmatched that he couldn't even react even at his full power. "UMPH! AH! GRUH" Noises continued to escape the boy's lips as each blow continued to land and wear him down, he wasn't sure of how much more of this he could actually take but for now, he was completely defenseless. All he could do was try to stay strong and stay standing for as long as he could.

After a while Athren would finally deliver a strong blow to his son's stomach and drop him to his knees, spit flew out of Celric's mouth as he hunched over and feel to the ground with a thud. The boy's eyes had widened and he was beaten and bruised, he was in so much pain and had felt so defeated. "Urgh." The boy grumbled as he laid down on the ground.

For Athren this had been the moment, this was it. If Celric could take that much of a beating and get himself back to his feet in order to try, then he knew his words had gotten through to the boy and if they didn't, well.. Maybe next time? For now Athren stood firm and strong and observed, he offered no words of encouragement and simply waited to see what the boy was going to do. Athren had hoped the outcome would be what he wanted but he couldn't blame the boy completely if it wasn't.

It may have taken all but a few moments but Celric's little hands squeezed and clenched the dirt. His groaning continued as he planted his feet firmly on the ground and rose to his feet. Athren could see the boy's body shaking, the weight of the boy's body almost enough to topple him back down onto the ground. "I.." Celric weakly mumbled as he clenched his right fist in an attempt to prepare for another offensive effort. "I'm not done yet.." He finished as his heavy breathing had continued.

At this point Athren would give the boy a light smile, "It's over, We're done. Go get yourself cleaned up and get some dinner in you. Then rest." Athren quickly dismissed his child to the boy's relief. Celric was grateful that it had been over, his body was so weak and he just knew that he couldn't continue. A meal and a nap was exactly what he needed right now. It took a few moments of silence before Celric weakly lifted himself off the ground and hovered back towards their camp slowly, he found even flying had been a massive challenge for himself but it had all seemed to be worth it because through all the pain, he was rather proud that he managed to continue to get up, again and again. Even if it did seem impossible.

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