Now that was flat out unfair! How was he supposed to know she could summon armor at a moment’s notice? With any other opponent he would have already won, but now his eyes widened in shock and fear at this revelation. If his thrust hadn’t glanced off to the side he would have broken his blade, but this luck was of little immediate help as he was in the most rotten situation he had been for some time. The force behind his blow did next to nothing to stop the behemoth momentum bearing down at him, leaving his only option at the moment to do his best to dodge and regroup. He winched in pain as a crushing hand grasped around his wrist. So much for his only option, as short lived as it was.

It took all his willpower to keep a grip on his sword with the pain flooding the joint, but he somehow managed. Perhaps he could still catch her off guard and stab her with it if she for just a moment lost her powerful grip on him.

She may have been wearing armor on her torso, but her face was wide open! He wasn’t the strongest but he knew the following move could still hurt her good if it connected. His left hand shot forward as his foe’s own left did the same, only his target was her nose, his hand extending palm outward in a classic palm thrust. He let out a pained gasp as her attack smashed against his throat, but this would do nothing to halt his own attack as it would connect within that very second should nothing have been done about it.