"Subdue the Marquis. I will handle his guard." That was all the warning Kasrjin gave in response.
With only a slight clanking of his sabatons on the shingled roof, he slipped off of the building he had been perched on, the azure steel of his greatsword in hand. The distance to the ground was about sixteen fulms. However, it would have been too difficult to roll with the sword strapped to his back. The Xaela held the blade perpendicular to his body, the flat of the blade facing his torso. As he leaned his weight forward to roll from the landing, the position of the blade adjusted, and the Au Ra's brief tumble segued smoothly into a wide, horizontal swing.
The lady knight possessed impressive instincts, as the shuffling of the shingles above her had alerted her instincts. A violent shove pushed the Marquis towards the building while a swift ducking motion saved her head from the steel of his blade. A small click indicated the knight's longsword leaving her scabbard, and Kasrjin adjusted the hilt of his blade to catch the enemy's sword just before it reached his head.
Kasrjin was in a kneeling position as a result of his roll, but that was quick to change. A forceful parry with the hilt of his greatsword caused the knight to stagger. The Xaela's left hand placed itself against the flat of his blade, the right firmly holding the top of the hilt. In this position, he made short, controlled thrusts with the greatsword, using it more as a spear than as a sword. As the knight carried no shield, her only option was to parry the thrusts away.
Rather than back up, however, she dashed forward. A part of Kasrjin could not help but be impressed; in only a few seconds had she managed to gauge the effective range of Kasrjin's weapon, and rightfully determined that it would have limited effectiveness close-up.
As the knight manoeuvred forward, she placed her left gauntlet against Kasrjin's greatsword. Doing so prevented him from adjusting the position of the blade, whereas if he attempted to move the blade away from her arm to gain momentum for a swing, it would only open him to a deadly strike. With her right hand, she made a thrust towards his stomach with her sword.
Kasrjin let go of his greatsword, leaving it to fall upon the pavement. A twist of his body and swift movement of his right arm lead to him slapping away the thrust of the long sword, and though unarmed, the Xaela retaliated with a menacing hook from his left hand. The gauntlet smashed into the knight's face, and Kasrjin knit his brows together before following up with another hook from his now-free right hand.
Her sword clattered to the ground. Blood was streaming merrily from the Elezen's smashed nose and cuts upon her cheek and forehead where Kasrjin's gauntlet had bit into the fair skin. The combat only lasted for a few tens of seconds, but the adrenaline pumped through him still.
With only a slight clanking of his sabatons on the shingled roof, he slipped off of the building he had been perched on, the azure steel of his greatsword in hand. The distance to the ground was about sixteen fulms. However, it would have been too difficult to roll with the sword strapped to his back. The Xaela held the blade perpendicular to his body, the flat of the blade facing his torso. As he leaned his weight forward to roll from the landing, the position of the blade adjusted, and the Au Ra's brief tumble segued smoothly into a wide, horizontal swing.
The lady knight possessed impressive instincts, as the shuffling of the shingles above her had alerted her instincts. A violent shove pushed the Marquis towards the building while a swift ducking motion saved her head from the steel of his blade. A small click indicated the knight's longsword leaving her scabbard, and Kasrjin adjusted the hilt of his blade to catch the enemy's sword just before it reached his head.
Kasrjin was in a kneeling position as a result of his roll, but that was quick to change. A forceful parry with the hilt of his greatsword caused the knight to stagger. The Xaela's left hand placed itself against the flat of his blade, the right firmly holding the top of the hilt. In this position, he made short, controlled thrusts with the greatsword, using it more as a spear than as a sword. As the knight carried no shield, her only option was to parry the thrusts away.
Rather than back up, however, she dashed forward. A part of Kasrjin could not help but be impressed; in only a few seconds had she managed to gauge the effective range of Kasrjin's weapon, and rightfully determined that it would have limited effectiveness close-up.
As the knight manoeuvred forward, she placed her left gauntlet against Kasrjin's greatsword. Doing so prevented him from adjusting the position of the blade, whereas if he attempted to move the blade away from her arm to gain momentum for a swing, it would only open him to a deadly strike. With her right hand, she made a thrust towards his stomach with her sword.
Kasrjin let go of his greatsword, leaving it to fall upon the pavement. A twist of his body and swift movement of his right arm lead to him slapping away the thrust of the long sword, and though unarmed, the Xaela retaliated with a menacing hook from his left hand. The gauntlet smashed into the knight's face, and Kasrjin knit his brows together before following up with another hook from his now-free right hand.
Her sword clattered to the ground. Blood was streaming merrily from the Elezen's smashed nose and cuts upon her cheek and forehead where Kasrjin's gauntlet had bit into the fair skin. The combat only lasted for a few tens of seconds, but the adrenaline pumped through him still.
