Danger gleams like sunshine
He could only grunt a thanks at Deimos's approval as the man pushed against the contact of their swords. A sliver of panic crept up, but Zavien kept his composure. Against the other man's strength, he didn't stand a chance, but he'd put himself in a difficult position and he didn't have a lot of options for escape. Gritting his teeth, a small smile played on his lips. Despite his obvious disadvantage, he was really enjoying himself. Sparring had always been a way for him to let go of his worries and he wouldn't let the unequal competition detract from the joy.
Placing one hand against the top of his 'blade,' he pushed against what would have been the flat side, trying to disrupt the overwhelming pressure a tiny amount. With that, he took a shuffled step to the side and twisted his torso. It just might be enough to push the Warden past him to disengage. Otherwise, Zavien fully expected to be grinded into the soil.
Placing one hand against the top of his 'blade,' he pushed against what would have been the flat side, trying to disrupt the overwhelming pressure a tiny amount. With that, he took a shuffled step to the side and twisted his torso. It just might be enough to push the Warden past him to disengage. Otherwise, Zavien fully expected to be grinded into the soil.
Zavien
to a brave man's eyes.
