[Training] more than the catastrophes too

AINO

In the absence of words, the lack of menace behind her venom stood out. It had been a means to an end, the riling, like clever fingers searching for a tender pressure point. When it did not work, the weapon was discarded, and different skills utilized.

In response to Deimos' sword attempting to curl beneath hers, Aino dipped the tip of her own blade ever so slightly, to mirror the movement. Twisting aside - to avoid the tip bearing down on her gut - and stepping forward at the same time, there was a hiss of metal grinding against metal and a clang when hilts met with force. It was a technical move meant to send an unskilled or unprepared opponent's sword flying, but whether it worked as intended here was yet to be seen.

For the good times that we share,
and the bad times that we'll have