If Maximus was another man, he may have only rolled his eyes, may have only made a snide remark, a reminder that sparring was not meant to end in death.

But he wasn't another man, and Enjolras needed a lesson. So without a single word, he stuck his foot out, stepping between Enjolras' legs to tangle them, and then slammed him abruptly to the floor with his shoulder. Before Enjolras could get up, he planted his foot firmly on his chest, to keep him down until he'd said his piece.

"You're a fool," Maximus said, simply, bluntly. "I've no desire to kill you. You stand in a training hall, and if you mean to remain then you will shut your mouth and train." He removed his foot, taking a step back and allowing Enjolras the space to get up.

"Otherwise, I see no reason for your continued presence."