>>6060730>>6060738>>606074051 vs 76
112 vs 115
65 vs 138
damn, so close anon. you fought valiantly.
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Thinking back to it, maybe Wet Mop was an overestimation.
Salicera dashes at you again, from the left this time, but—
— it’s a feint and she goes for your right wrist, and your sword clash with a clang. Her sword slides against your much harder edge in a sudden shower of sparks which shoot between you, then she turns again, hitting you too fast and too hard for you to mount an effective guard, pushing your sword down and leaving you expos—
“Nno,” you pant, quickly taking a step back, carrying your sword with you in a guard. Salicera is quick, but you know she will go for a low kick this time instead of a swing.
Something inside you just knows.
And as she lowers herself, you know you have your change. You jump to the side, letting her strike go wide, and her eyes go wide as well as you swing your sword against her side. Not enough to break skin, but surely—
Surely you can make it this time, you can—
“Good strike!” She grins, putting her sword against yours at the absolute last moment. The clash reverberates on your shoulder and you grunt. You may have strained yourself a little too hard… and surely, as you feel your body tipping forward, you have overextended yourself.
Salicera turns her foot, hooks the back of your shin and pulls you towards her. She grabs you and pins you on the grass, laughing. You let go of your weapon with a tired huff.
“Almost got you there,” you point out.
“You were great! But you are a bit too passive,” she excitedly explains, still looming over you, pressing her body against yours. It’s— tiresome. And a bit distracting and… too warm for the heated sun.
[cont.]
