It went well.
Sunny was not doing much better against the murderous hurricane of steel wearing the beautiful human face of Morgan of Valor… but he did manage to slow her down a little.
Morgan slowed down not because she felt pressured by his sudden change of techniques, but because she was fascinated by it.
Her raven-black hair swept back and her simple tunic rippling from the wind risen by their clash, she pierced him with a burning vermilion gaze. Her red lips moved:
"Interesting. Very interesting…"
Morgan was not addressing Sunny, but more so speaking to herself.
After that, she changed her strategy, as well. Before, Morgan was all offense, all sharp edges, and a relentless barrage of calculated, but devastating strikes. Now, she was moving more deliberately — not really holding back, but also not pursuing an overwhelming defeat of the enemy at all costs.
It was as if Morgan was afraid to break him too soon.
…Sunny did not really know how to feel about that.
