AISHA
i lost the plot, or maybe two
Her fellow fiery spirit and form watched her as she moved, and with a well trained eye Melita parried her strike. If she were a beginner, untrained in the art as she was, that maneuver would've sent her sword skittering across the shimmering stone of the pool. But Aisha saw Melita's plan and flowed with it, slacking her wrist and letting her sword swing away while still in her grasp. She took a few steps back, regaining her posture and resetting her grip on the hilt.
"See, what I mean?" she quirked a brow with a playful tilt, commenting in regards to Melita needing pointers. Whether or not the other woman was dedicated to swords specifically, the foundations were there. Let's see just how far, she thought, digging in to the ground and launching forward for her second tirade of steel. This time she presented more than just brute strength, but agility, swirling around herself to pick up momentum before swiping out at her foe, keeping relatively low to the ground to keep her base sturdy and structure.
"See, what I mean?" she quirked a brow with a playful tilt, commenting in regards to Melita needing pointers. Whether or not the other woman was dedicated to swords specifically, the foundations were there. Let's see just how far, she thought, digging in to the ground and launching forward for her second tirade of steel. This time she presented more than just brute strength, but agility, swirling around herself to pick up momentum before swiping out at her foe, keeping relatively low to the ground to keep her base sturdy and structure.
remind me who the fuck are you?
