Elide
Elide is not surprised by his tenacity, his ability to hold against her gnashing blade. She fully expects it, but to understand and to actually feel the pressure of his might are two different things entirely. The man is a mountain wielding a sword, impenetrably strong and deadly to match. Here Elide rests, beneath his icy gaze.
She does not tremble in his wake, she endures it. Even when he takes advantage of the brief moment where she realizes she'd never stand a chance against him, she solidifies. The swing of the blade that disrupts her own connection to it, it sends her backwards on unsteady feet. Fortunately, thanks to the weight of her own sword pulling her forward, she manages to stay afloat.
Determination clamps her jaw as she sees him charging.
Thinking quickly, she parries him with a mirror of the motion that had nearly toppled her. Except, instead of down, she circles her sword up and across his with a single step to the side, intending to use his own momentum and tactics against him. It was the only way she could gain any sort of upper hand in this duel.
Audacious indeed, with such close proximity, there is only one move she knows that can save her in this fierce, fast-moving moment. She lifts and points her blade, the tip of it touching his furs and armors, keeping him at bay, keeping him from charging a second time. A triumphant smile tugs at the corner of her lip. Checkmate.
She does not tremble in his wake, she endures it. Even when he takes advantage of the brief moment where she realizes she'd never stand a chance against him, she solidifies. The swing of the blade that disrupts her own connection to it, it sends her backwards on unsteady feet. Fortunately, thanks to the weight of her own sword pulling her forward, she manages to stay afloat.
Determination clamps her jaw as she sees him charging.
Thinking quickly, she parries him with a mirror of the motion that had nearly toppled her. Except, instead of down, she circles her sword up and across his with a single step to the side, intending to use his own momentum and tactics against him. It was the only way she could gain any sort of upper hand in this duel.
Audacious indeed, with such close proximity, there is only one move she knows that can save her in this fierce, fast-moving moment. She lifts and points her blade, the tip of it touching his furs and armors, keeping him at bay, keeping him from charging a second time. A triumphant smile tugs at the corner of her lip. Checkmate.
sewn together, my humanity and my immortality
together, they hang, trading places like sun and moon
together, they hang, trading places like sun and moon
