While Doran was surprised by the sudden attack from his opponent he managed to decrease the amount of damage he took, by deflecting the gauntlet striking it with both hands from the right. While this hurt his hands, he did it to ensure his face would go undamaged. However because he didn't expect the fingertips to be sharpened, Carlisle still managed to leave a cut on his cheek despite the lessened contact. "Not bad-bad." As usual when he felt stressed, Doran's stutter began acting up.However he wasn't gonna let that distract him, and quickly shifted his weight to his right foot while at the same time bending his right arm, immediately after that he swung his arm, intending to hit his opponent in the liver.

It quickly became clear to Girim that Zan, cheerful as he was, had no intention of attacking first. So that would be up to him. Wanting to see what his opponent was capable of he decided to begin with a simple straight forward thrust naturally not aimed at a vital area, as he had no intention to kill or even seriously hurt him. Girim carefully and slowly got a bit closer to minimize the time Zan would have to react, knowing how dangerous this was. While moving he tightened the grip on his yari and prepared himself to strike when he felt the moment was there. All of a sudden he thrust the stick forward, wondering if and how Zan would block it.