He springs back just in time, seeing the tip of her foot pass him by only a millimetre or two.
'...point.'
He's half-smiling, knowing that he's being forced on to the defensive and waiting for the right moment to switch to attack. He always prefers the attack; he knows too, though, that he might not get the chance with her. So for the moment, he stays loose and waits for her to come again.
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He springs back just in time, seeing the tip of her foot pass him by only a millimetre or two.
'...point.'
He's half-smiling, knowing that he's being forced on to the defensive and waiting for the right moment to switch to attack. He always prefers the attack; he knows too, though, that he might not get the chance with her. So for the moment, he stays loose and waits for her to come again.