Melita was way faster than Saiden. And, as he discovered when he attempted to parry, way stronger too. Her blade slapped his aside and slammed into his hip, causing him to hiss in pain. Still, he grinned at her.
Stepping back as best he could, he attempted slam the flat of his blade into her right shoulder. Mostly, though, he was hoping his height and reach could keep her off him, since he was pretty sure she would beat him in short order if he let her get close.
"It depends." He laughed. "Sometimes it's treasure troves and calm seas, sometimes it's ghost whales and monsoons. That's the beauty and the terror and the splendor of the Ocean."
Stepping back as best he could, he attempted slam the flat of his blade into her right shoulder. Mostly, though, he was hoping his height and reach could keep her off him, since he was pretty sure she would beat him in short order if he let her get close.
"It depends." He laughed. "Sometimes it's treasure troves and calm seas, sometimes it's ghost whales and monsoons. That's the beauty and the terror and the splendor of the Ocean."
