"Slow!" That was all Walker could say as Gil's disjointed movements came toward him. The battle techniques that Gil had been trying to assemble were all broken. The water elf dagger technique was the most developed out of all of them. It was the first that Gil had been able to master to a degree.
However, the other techniques seemed unpracticed. It wasn't that Gil had yet to master the movements. He clearly had trained them in to his muscle memory. It was the fact that Gil seemed to miss the feelings behind the movements.
"I know they are slow when I switch to the stone elf style, but it's because they are more movements meant for deflecting and blocking." Gil's frustration was clear. He felt that he was letting every elf down that he had promised. He had yet to put all the dagger technique fluidly together to return to the high elf dagger technique.
