The young woman had noticed the flaws in Imass' stance only after she had backed off. "Petch! Should've pressed a bit further.", she cursed at herself in her mind. If she had a little bit more actual battle experience, she might've noticed it before she had backed off. But it was no use crying over spilled beans. It was now done, so she just had to accept it. She shifted her stance immediately, choosing to keep the blade next to her side and pointed backwards, as if it were spring-loaded. Like this she would be able to attack fast and powerful. "Gotta keep hitting those legs of his. He'll drop after a few, I'm sure of it.", she thought to herself as she planned her own assault. The moment Imass stepped out, was the time the girl closed the gap. Diving to his right side, she brought in the blade, cutting low. Again the blow was aimed at the legs, more precisely, at his knees. But due to her own attack, she wasn't able to avoid the blow from the other and took it to her shoulder. It hurt, a throbbing feeling spreading throughout her shoulder, but it didn't made her falter. No instead she pressed on, deciding to follow up her first attack with another. She twisted the wooden sword in her hand, and swung it back aiming for the back of the knees. This one had to land, she was sure of it. How was he going to avoid if it came from his blind side? |