[ Again their weapons clash. Except there is indeed a difference.
In a moment where Dehya misjudges the length of the blade, missing, Dainsleif doesn't hesitate to try to clinch what he sees as an opportunity.
Without hesitation, he angles the blade upwards, swift as the wind to try to catch her worse, careful in the way he swings, but bringing it close, in what looks to be a decisive, final flourish. ]
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This sword is much shorter than she's used to, though, and she misjudges the distance to hit little more than air.]
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In a moment where Dehya misjudges the length of the blade, missing, Dainsleif doesn't hesitate to try to clinch what he sees as an opportunity.
Without hesitation, he angles the blade upwards, swift as the wind to try to catch her worse, careful in the way he swings, but bringing it close, in what looks to be a decisive, final flourish. ]
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[She looks down at the rose and sighs.] Guess I should practice more with smaller blades.