Yvonne bit her lip to stop the chuckle that was about to erupt from her mouth after she had taunted her brother for being a brainless brute.
'Well I did not use those exact words but it looks like he got what I was trying to imply.' She reckoned and straightened her back.
The young boy who had almost taken a fall due to her abrupt change in movements was now glaring at her.
However, the glare soon transformed into another expression as a high-spirited smile took over his face.
"Well played!" He praised and twisted the wooden sword held in his hand.
Watching as he twirled and gripped the sword, again and again, the little girl paused as well to gauge what his plans might be.
Until now she had been defending herself with only two chances of attacking her brother, both of which had failed.
'I need to find a way to attack his weak point.' She decided and gave him a once over.
