A raise of his eyebrow and Oliver chooses to leave it at that. The man was already struggling to respond and perhaps he had been a tad too confident. It was far different from an older Oliver- a quivering mess of a man who couldn't stand up for anything.
"Pardon me- that was a bit... harsh of me." He was playing dirty and it wasn't quite fair. Oliver chose at that point to decide to, well, play a little easier? Then again, it was also a challenge for him. Choosing to protect fully rather than attack. It was a change of pace and he'd work with it.
Once more, Oliver would move to block again, swiftly bringing his staff to the side to try and stop the oncoming attack. If he was successful, he'd push back against the staff to allow himself some more space.
"Pardon me- that was a bit... harsh of me." He was playing dirty and it wasn't quite fair. Oliver chose at that point to decide to, well, play a little easier? Then again, it was also a challenge for him. Choosing to protect fully rather than attack. It was a change of pace and he'd work with it.
Once more, Oliver would move to block again, swiftly bringing his staff to the side to try and stop the oncoming attack. If he was successful, he'd push back against the staff to allow himself some more space.
and my hopes they are high I must keep them small
Oliver
