Arwen's face soured slightly at the comment. "Not even as a sparring partner? I'm quite certain I'm the better fighter out of the two of us, and you need the practice." She took the elven sword, it had been made for him, but she was able to handle it well enough. She flipped it in the air before catching it and spinning slightly to point the tip at Terin's chest. "If you insist on training alone, I can guarantee you will never become as proficient as you could be." She held her ground, daring him to try to win a match against her.
Mirima cocked her head slightly, finding it very funny that the elf was so upset. Sure it looked like Arwen had been training in combat for a long while, but was she able to use magic? In Mirima's mind magic could trump the skill with a sword, especially with her there to help Terin. As Arwen pointed the sword at her rider, Mirima growled loudly as a warning. If this elf even tried to harm him, the dragoness would be sure to eat her.