And she truly wasn't bad. He'd put her beneath Nila earlier, but it wasn't like she was weak. She was likely still trapped in the First Boundary, as all the other students were. He felt no aura from her, no hint of real threat. But her techniques were the real thing, something that she'd put time into, something that she'd practised again and again.
It was just… Lacking in Oliver's eyes. Again he swept her sword out of the way, and again he tapped her in retaliation, not needing to put any speed nor power behind his strikes. He guided her movements with his own, making her overextend, and expose herself, so that landing the killing strike was something that even a child could accomplish.
It was not his superior abilities that kept him so easily able to deal with her – it was not his strength, nor the speed that came with the Second Boundary. It was merely that sense for the flow of combat that he'd learned to build amidst his many battles.
