Evie
The last year had seen a significant degree of growth for the Evergreen, fostered almost entirely by Deimos' attention and dedication. While she'd been his pupil for many, many years before this, they'd had little else to do in their sparse spare time but train and sleep the past year, not quite ready to believe in peace or lower their vigilance. Evie is just as proud of herself as he is of her. She'd admittedly never envisioned herself as a fighter given her born talents and disposition, but he'd taught her long ago that it didn't mean she couldn't protect her loved ones proactively.
As such she's no natural, but Deimos' training can make anyone into a believable illusion. As he evades she tries to pull her weapon back to her before his advance, but it's futile; he's upon her swiftly, and though she plants her feet hard and pushes back against the connection point, the earlier extension of the halberd means she doesn't have a firm enough stance to keep it from hitting her shoulder. Giving a reluctant, huffing exhale that mimics a laugh, Evie blows hair out of her eyes with a wry grin. "Point to you," she concedes, and immediately kicks out at Deimos' knee with her heel to try and force him backward and back out of her space, not giving either of them a chance to breathe or reposition. Sure it was weapons training, but the halberd was still in her hands wasn't it?
As such she's no natural, but Deimos' training can make anyone into a believable illusion. As he evades she tries to pull her weapon back to her before his advance, but it's futile; he's upon her swiftly, and though she plants her feet hard and pushes back against the connection point, the earlier extension of the halberd means she doesn't have a firm enough stance to keep it from hitting her shoulder. Giving a reluctant, huffing exhale that mimics a laugh, Evie blows hair out of her eyes with a wry grin. "Point to you," she concedes, and immediately kicks out at Deimos' knee with her heel to try and force him backward and back out of her space, not giving either of them a chance to breathe or reposition. Sure it was weapons training, but the halberd was still in her hands wasn't it?
a golden cage, for all its worth and beauty
is still just a cage
is still just a cage
