saiden
As the scythe came towards Saiden, his eyes narrowed. Stepping forward, trying to get inside the reach of the much longer weapon, he split the water under his command. Half of it he kept on her hands, while the other half he sent rushing towards her face, trying to blind or at least disorient her.
Of course, he hadn't been counting on the kick. Given their closeness, it took him in the gut rather than the chest. He grunted, breath getting expelled from him in a rush. Not wanting to give her a chance to recover, he punched forward with his cutlass. His goal was to hit her shoulder with the pommel of his sword, but mostly he wanted to keep her on the defensive.
Of course, he hadn't been counting on the kick. Given their closeness, it took him in the gut rather than the chest. He grunted, breath getting expelled from him in a rush. Not wanting to give her a chance to recover, he punched forward with his cutlass. His goal was to hit her shoulder with the pommel of his sword, but mostly he wanted to keep her on the defensive.
