09-30-2015, 06:02 AM
"Something around that time, yes. But with this weird time distortion effect in this place we may need a week to complete our battle. Feel free to stab if you want, given the time I can heal up my injuries even if they're stab wounds." She nodded twice. "I'll try to avoid slashing too deep, apologies in advance if I accidentally break that promise." She hopped onto her Kumdo and followed after Dawnika once more, though she dismounted early so as to keep her mount at a distance from where the spar itself would happen.
Once they were in position and Dawnika spoke, Alexyana listened while she summoned up a simple leather strap to tie her hair together behind her head into a ponytail, so that it would not get in her way too much. She froze when Dawnika mentioned her age though, and her eyes widened before she finished making a knot and let go* Fifty-seven winters? Woah... well, uh, just assuming that that's corresponding to a year by the standarts of my world, you deserve the first strike by almost threefold. I'm twenty-three years old." After finishing to speak, she took a deep breath and relaxed her muscles which were a bit tense after the ride to the Colosseum, before moving to around five meters away from Dawnika and shifting into a defensive stance: resting her weight onto her back foot, the front foot lightly on the ground, her right arm extended forward, palm pointed at her foe to defend against an incoming attack while her left hand was pulled close to her stomach and balled up into a fist.
"While in Hell we go more by the rule of ambush rather than the rule you mentioned, I'll respect that. But I won't hold myself in check... nor do I expect you to." She offered another warm smile. "Wish you luck." Then her expression froze into a pokerface as she focused to anticipate Dawnika's first attack.
Once they were in position and Dawnika spoke, Alexyana listened while she summoned up a simple leather strap to tie her hair together behind her head into a ponytail, so that it would not get in her way too much. She froze when Dawnika mentioned her age though, and her eyes widened before she finished making a knot and let go* Fifty-seven winters? Woah... well, uh, just assuming that that's corresponding to a year by the standarts of my world, you deserve the first strike by almost threefold. I'm twenty-three years old." After finishing to speak, she took a deep breath and relaxed her muscles which were a bit tense after the ride to the Colosseum, before moving to around five meters away from Dawnika and shifting into a defensive stance: resting her weight onto her back foot, the front foot lightly on the ground, her right arm extended forward, palm pointed at her foe to defend against an incoming attack while her left hand was pulled close to her stomach and balled up into a fist.
"While in Hell we go more by the rule of ambush rather than the rule you mentioned, I'll respect that. But I won't hold myself in check... nor do I expect you to." She offered another warm smile. "Wish you luck." Then her expression froze into a pokerface as she focused to anticipate Dawnika's first attack.
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