Meera, on the other hand, did not exert any pressure. She truly was a confounding Martial Artist. The pressure that Martial Artists, or any entity for that matter, exerted, simply arrived from the threat of their existence being conveyed once they expressed it by taking a stance and focusing their minds.
Yet, one could not feel any overt threat when one looked at her. One would never have guessed that she was the champion of the Martial Contest at first glance.
Yet despite that, Rui felt vaguely more discomforted at the sight of her than any of the other Martial Squires. Perhaps it was the fact that she could hide her strength so seemingly well that made him feel wary.
"Begin!"
STEP!
Squire Feoul launched herself at Meera with a shoot maneuver, her arms positioned for a takedown even before she reached her.
Yet, Meera did not move.
Squire Feoul's eyes widened when the two of them locked eyes.
