Her punch seemed to go right through Flit, similar to the sensation of punching water. She was left with a slight sting in her knuckles and quickly waved her hand to the side as if trying to shake out the pain. Miza opened her mouth to answer his question, but her oddly colored eyes caught sight of Flit's sweep at the last second prompting her to jump back with a little stagger. That was close rang in her mind.
"I don't kiss 'n' tell.....er, I mean punch 'n' tell" She grinned with a hint of a wince in her eyes from the earlier blow to her stomach.
I'mimiza charged half-speed toward Flit, her fist curled and ready to make contact. The young sellsword had no real plan. She couldn't help but wonder in a split moment if Flit was pulling the wool over her or not. If she were to get close enough to Flit, she would then shoot her left arm into his side with most of her force. Due to their difference in height, Miza found herself in a weird spot having to throw her punches downwards.
"I don't kiss 'n' tell.....er, I mean punch 'n' tell" She grinned with a hint of a wince in her eyes from the earlier blow to her stomach.
I'mimiza charged half-speed toward Flit, her fist curled and ready to make contact. The young sellsword had no real plan. She couldn't help but wonder in a split moment if Flit was pulling the wool over her or not. If she were to get close enough to Flit, she would then shoot her left arm into his side with most of her force. Due to their difference in height, Miza found herself in a weird spot having to throw her punches downwards.
