[But that was appropriately unsettling... good job.
The blunt end of her katana whacks into his saya - even if you are surprised, your body should still instinctively fight on autopilot for you until your mind can catch up, or you will die very quickly in battle - and he shoves it aside.
And then he moves back as well, stance loose and flexible, and scrutinizes. Notes that possible smirk.
And that she's countered everything he's thrown at her like she knew it was coming. Granted, it's still early in the fight, but a picture is staring to form. She knows what he's going to do... and the way she fights so far is eerily similar to his own.
Done
The blunt end of her katana whacks into his saya - even if you are surprised, your body should still instinctively fight on autopilot for you until your mind can catch up, or you will die very quickly in battle - and he shoves it aside.
And then he moves back as well, stance loose and flexible, and scrutinizes. Notes that possible smirk.
And that she's countered everything he's thrown at her like she knew it was coming. Granted, it's still early in the fight, but a picture is staring to form. She knows what he's going to do... and the way she fights so far is eerily similar to his own.
And the way she's so hauntingly familiar...]
I taught you, didn't I?
[Didn't he?]