"Perhaps I should ask Remi for a sword, given how my previous penchant for fisticuffs got me blown to pieces." It was easy to joke about it now, being back - not that he thought a sword would have done much better against a creature like the Spire Demon. Still, the offer to trade skills and spar was met with a nod of approval and gratitude both, Ronin drawing up to stand with Jigano in the heat of the day. Likely they would both be worse for wear after this.
"Alright," he said. "I'm still a little rusty, getting my hands and feet to respond as they used to. Dodging shouldn't be too difficult." Grinning, Ronin dropped his weight low, his dominant right hand held before him, his left balled into a fist at his side. "Alright, just a few practice punches. I'll not try to hit you. Not yet, anyway." Laughing softly, Ronin moved slow at first, aiming blows just beyond where Jigano's head and shoulders would be, shadow boxing the other man back a few feet. It would be easy enough to dodge.
"Alright," he said. "I'm still a little rusty, getting my hands and feet to respond as they used to. Dodging shouldn't be too difficult." Grinning, Ronin dropped his weight low, his dominant right hand held before him, his left balled into a fist at his side. "Alright, just a few practice punches. I'll not try to hit you. Not yet, anyway." Laughing softly, Ronin moved slow at first, aiming blows just beyond where Jigano's head and shoulders would be, shadow boxing the other man back a few feet. It would be easy enough to dodge.
