AINO
He was eager, the young wolf. Too eager, perhaps. While it was true that Aino was more used to fighting right-handed people, she knew every trick in the book when it came to dealing with her own kind. His attempt to come in hilt first was novel, she would give him that, but it was much too straight forward.
The hunter would find his sword-hand caught in a strong grip from her right hand and deftly deflected, so that neither the butt of his sword nor the blade came even close to her side. Grasping the hilt of her weapon in both hands, Aino stepped in and attempted to counter with a swift helm-splitting cut, at the last moment twisting the blade so that it would be the flat that might land atop Sah's head. It would make his ears ring at best, and be a sharp warning even if he managed to evade; Aino was as no-nonsense about her sword play as with everything else she did.
The hunter would find his sword-hand caught in a strong grip from her right hand and deftly deflected, so that neither the butt of his sword nor the blade came even close to her side. Grasping the hilt of her weapon in both hands, Aino stepped in and attempted to counter with a swift helm-splitting cut, at the last moment twisting the blade so that it would be the flat that might land atop Sah's head. It would make his ears ring at best, and be a sharp warning even if he managed to evade; Aino was as no-nonsense about her sword play as with everything else she did.
Come and conquer, drop your bombs
Cross my borders and kill the calm
Cross my borders and kill the calm
