[Chrom falters in his next strike, letting his sword arm drop back to his side. After two beats of silent surprise, he can't help but chuckle.]
...Perhaps we got a little carried away. Stay but a moment, I'll fetch you another from storage.
[Unless Donnel feels like carrying on the spar severely impaired, but in Ylisse, they fight with their fists if their weapons break without anything handy to replace them. Unless there are any objections, Chrom lays down his shield and sheathes his sword before jogging off to go get Donnel a new spear.]
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...Perhaps we got a little carried away. Stay but a moment, I'll fetch you another from storage.
[Unless Donnel feels like carrying on the spar severely impaired, but in Ylisse, they fight with their fists if their weapons break without anything handy to replace them. Unless there are any objections, Chrom lays down his shield and sheathes his sword before jogging off to go get Donnel a new spear.]