Zavien
Her dodge was impressive to say the least, shifting like wind around his swing. Zavien took a moment to admire her twisting speed, a red blur before his eyes. Even as his staff whistled through the air, he couldn't keep the smile from his face. He may lose this spar, but it didn't mean he didn't enjoy the sweeping dance between them.
When her next attack came for his ribs, Zavien didn't have the means to intervene with his staff. Assessing the incoming blow, he analyzed his options. Letting the wood strike him across the torso would leave it difficult to breath or counterattack. Dropping his shoulder to redirect the impact would work, but he'd be vulnerable to a follow up. Coming to a decision, he did the only thing he could think of. He dodged.
Pushing back on his legs, his back rounded out to let the staff swing by. A relieved chuckle escaped his lips when his breath finally released. As the weapon passed him by, Zavien tried to use his longer reach to swing his own staff at her shoulder that would hopefully be exposed by the movement.
When her next attack came for his ribs, Zavien didn't have the means to intervene with his staff. Assessing the incoming blow, he analyzed his options. Letting the wood strike him across the torso would leave it difficult to breath or counterattack. Dropping his shoulder to redirect the impact would work, but he'd be vulnerable to a follow up. Coming to a decision, he did the only thing he could think of. He dodged.
Pushing back on his legs, his back rounded out to let the staff swing by. A relieved chuckle escaped his lips when his breath finally released. As the weapon passed him by, Zavien tried to use his longer reach to swing his own staff at her shoulder that would hopefully be exposed by the movement.
I learned that in suffering,
we find the true measure of our strength.
we find the true measure of our strength.
