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remember that you have to try
Perhaps the break and stretching served them well. He watched again, sinuously winding his way through their target ranges and staff motions, catching the executed movements, the better designed tactics. Jigano’s strawman didn’t stand a chance this time, and under the Sage’s careful, more controlled, accuracy, tufts of the target lost themselves entirely (a stray arm colliding with the ground), inspiring the lightest of chuckles from the General. “Much better,” and his eyes traveled back down to the dummy, preferring to leave it there instead of stuffing it back in. A sense and mark of accomplishment perhaps, after the long hours they’d spent heralding wisdom and sagacity from munitions.
Evie’s earlier luck and precision seemed to have waned as she held the staff, whiffing away at air once more, almost knocking herself entirely forward. He tilted his head, studying her movements, before trying to adjust. “Perhaps less power?” If she was coming through the maneuvers with too much force, she was hurtling herself over on the other side.
Weaver finally managed to garner her old strength back, knocking the munition directly into the target’s abdomen area. Nothing was stuck in the ground. Nothing was shot near her foot. Marked well in her slam, as straw flew in bunches. A satisfactory nod bombarded his motions, silent approval as an earnest smile dragged along his mouth, before moving on to Oliver.
Oliver’s confidence issues might’ve been some cause towards previous efforts – fumbling around in apprehension could implement a number of errors. Maybe the opportunity to refresh, coerce his thoughts into something besides consternation and worry, helped in his process. As soon as the Sword came around, he witnessed the youth bombard the dummy with ample ability, brushing the sides and leaving a mark within the straw. “There. See, you are entirely capable.” He arched a brow and moved on.
Back towards the ramparts, figuring it was time to at least start finalizing and finishing up on their day. One last round to ascertain some proclivity and predilection. “We will pair up again, to try and disarm one another.” He showed them the same maneuver as before, the unleashing of a strike downward, only this time, he bent the staff back up, to demonstrate an opportunity to rend the staff out of their opponent’s hands. “Jigano and Oliver, Evie and Weaver.” So they wouldn’t have to fight the same person – all of them seemingly around the same level with the staff anyway.
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Jigano, Weaver, and Oliver rolled hits! Evie missed again.
Pair up and try to disarm one another! Jigano and Oliver are paired, and Evie and Weaver are paired.
No post order! This is the last round!
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