running off over next doors
garden before the hour is done
garden before the hour is done
He did as expected, parrying her blow with ease, but instead of simply pushing her blade away he pushed back against it, meaning to strike her shoulder. Aisha knew he had the strength to push her down, so her retaliation involved agility rather than brutish resistance. She withdrew her sword instead of pressing back, slipping to the left.
Blood pumping hot through her veins, teeth grit tight as she focused on the flow and sway of the spar. She took the chance while she had it, his sword above her own and aimed at her right she struck out at his right side. Her tactic was that of a viper, precise attacks then recoiling, taking whatever advantages she had to land a hit.
Blood pumping hot through her veins, teeth grit tight as she focused on the flow and sway of the spar. She took the chance while she had it, his sword above her own and aimed at her right she struck out at his right side. Her tactic was that of a viper, precise attacks then recoiling, taking whatever advantages she had to land a hit.
it’s more a question of feeling
than it is a question of fun
than it is a question of fun
AISHA
