Lark Chuckled and nodded as Jenso approached him, focusing his Ki to tank Jenso's attack again. "Yea, that'll happen when you've-" A sudden lapse in his thought process caused Lark to stutter his word and summon his sword on instinct. He held the flat edge of the blade with his left hand and blocked Jenso's kick with the opposite side. His feet slid across the dirt ground a few feet, and he lowered his blade in shock. Lark blinked a couple of times, and then smiled. "Hey hey hey! Look at that! That's [i]Gaian[/i] Levels of Ki M'boy!" Lark cheered, gripping his sword with both hands. "Alright, back to the sword!" He called out, rushing Jenso and slashing at his chest. If Jenso dodged, he would slash again, and again, not giving him an opportunity to attack safely.