spears and daggers

Amin had finally decided to take a break. His head hurt from all that research on grape fermentation and why it drove people like the Dionysus kids absolutely bonkers. After a while, he decided to do something else beside research, like go to the arenas and practice his fighting skills. He had never been good in combat even though apparently his mother was a goddess of war. Maybe it was because he had never trained because he was not brave enough. But he was tired of people calling him things like coward or loser. He had to toughen up. So he walked to the sword fighting arenas and looked around. What if he got hurt? What if he died?