The dodge instead of parry, the side-stance with a short weapon, the lunge from a disadvantageous position, it was all wrong. But he was still technically alive.
'Unorthodox' Desmond had to give Kayle Delwyn credit. 'Even the long hair, does more to block me from reading his movements than actually hinder his sight.' And he was strong. He wasn't trying to seriously hurt him but he had put all his momentum behind that last chop to the shoulder and he hadn't broken through.
After a moment had passed, Desmond flicked his gladius around, keeping the blade flat against the inside of his forearm. "Good," he stood up, "Now come at me, let's see if you can break my defense."
'Unorthodox' Desmond had to give Kayle Delwyn credit. 'Even the long hair, does more to block me from reading his movements than actually hinder his sight.' And he was strong. He wasn't trying to seriously hurt him but he had put all his momentum behind that last chop to the shoulder and he hadn't broken through.
After a moment had passed, Desmond flicked his gladius around, keeping the blade flat against the inside of his forearm. "Good," he stood up, "Now come at me, let's see if you can break my defense."
