Desmond observed the other Hyur give him a wide berth, positioning himself so as to keep nothing at his rear.
'Smart' he thought, space was an important consideration to gladiators confined in an arena. 'He's got good instincts. I might take a guess who schooled him.' Again Desmond pulled his gladius with his off-hand, flipping it in his grasp, backhand to front before passing it to his right. He didn't go for his buckler. Fair was fair.
Delwyn had unusual taste in blades. From what Desmond could discern, it wasn't a sword at all but a spearhead? Curious. It was slender, with a gentle curve at the tip instead of the meaty shape of the gladius that afforded them their chopping power. He resolved to see how the red-haired man would defend against an attack that would beg for a chop as a counter.
Bearing low, Desmond sped into action, half striding, half running towards the other man. Before they met, Desmond swung his right shoulder back, bringing his torso perpendicular to Delwyn. Then just as he came into range, he anchored his lead foot in the sand and with gladius in both hands, stabbed forward directly at the center of the other man's chest...
'Smart' he thought, space was an important consideration to gladiators confined in an arena. 'He's got good instincts. I might take a guess who schooled him.' Again Desmond pulled his gladius with his off-hand, flipping it in his grasp, backhand to front before passing it to his right. He didn't go for his buckler. Fair was fair.
Delwyn had unusual taste in blades. From what Desmond could discern, it wasn't a sword at all but a spearhead? Curious. It was slender, with a gentle curve at the tip instead of the meaty shape of the gladius that afforded them their chopping power. He resolved to see how the red-haired man would defend against an attack that would beg for a chop as a counter.
Bearing low, Desmond sped into action, half striding, half running towards the other man. Before they met, Desmond swung his right shoulder back, bringing his torso perpendicular to Delwyn. Then just as he came into range, he anchored his lead foot in the sand and with gladius in both hands, stabbed forward directly at the center of the other man's chest...
