[h2]Sir Tyaethe Radistirin[/h2]

They had the co-ordination part down now, which would beat her in this situation if she kept on approaching this cautiously. Of course, that was her own fault--this wasn't a style about being cautious and she'd taken too much care in the first place, given them time to start working together. The only way out was to go back to the roots of it and overwhelm. Every blow must be one the could kill, every defence will be torn through, and attempts to get out of the way must still leave you vulnerable to further attacks. The only defence allowed would be to catch and deflect a blow with a dagger or hand.

So despite wooden swords limiting her ability to cut through guards, it at least let her do the last thing without an armoured gauntlet. That was good.

"You two aren't bad. Keep training and we'll be able to do this properly some day, one on one," the paladin said, shifting her grip and tensing, "But this is going to end here, one way or another."

The attack was aimed at Fleuri, and again contained an unnecessary but distracting flip--but even as the stroke was completing, it was already transitioning into a slash. The plan was simple: keep attacking until the attacks got through and cut the opponent down; defend by giving nobody a chance to get close. A strike in the slimmest of pauses between blows was just an invitation to have the blow knocked aside and leave you open.

Really, the key was obvious. Hit first.

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