"AHM TRYIN'!" Chachanji wailed as he again skittered off-course a bit from the deflection. He had much less down-time in his recovery this go-round, though this may have been due in part to a childish frustration that was building up in him. Both his eyes were open now, and his face was scrunched into a pouty look of determination.
Again he charged, shield leading, but made for a weird play this time around. Rather than swing his sword, he moved as if to barrel into the Highlander with his shield. Whether this was to knock him off-balance or force him to deflect shield with shield was hard to say. Little guy was just flustered and eager to do better.
Gran watched all this with a practiced eye and gave a simple snort as his evaluation.
Again he charged, shield leading, but made for a weird play this time around. Rather than swing his sword, he moved as if to barrel into the Highlander with his shield. Whether this was to knock him off-balance or force him to deflect shield with shield was hard to say. Little guy was just flustered and eager to do better.
Gran watched all this with a practiced eye and gave a simple snort as his evaluation.
