The captain's rough edges might have grown a little smoother after she had been given a piece of her past back, but it had done nothing to blunt her instincts for combat. His warning had been generous, it seemed, as Thalassa reacted with swift dexterity to avoid his incoming strike. Emerald eyes gleamed with appreciation for her tactics as she stayed low and went for his legs--
An all-too-common tactic he found himself facing.
He pushed back off of his front foot with growing confidence in his balance and his footwork, his back foot sliding along the smooth obsidian of the cavern floor to propel him out of range of her blade. It opened the distance between them once more so that he could comfortably bring his trident down towards her head in a gentle rap if it connected. This time, however, he gave her no warning of his intentions. She had proved that she did not need them anymore.
An all-too-common tactic he found himself facing.
He pushed back off of his front foot with growing confidence in his balance and his footwork, his back foot sliding along the smooth obsidian of the cavern floor to propel him out of range of her blade. It opened the distance between them once more so that he could comfortably bring his trident down towards her head in a gentle rap if it connected. This time, however, he gave her no warning of his intentions. She had proved that she did not need them anymore.
