Claire's body twirled in a rapid circle as her right leg swung towards him like a scorpion's tail; it snapped at his head, the force of her attack making her black dress float up, her tattoo almost seeming to glow in the morning sun.
Her form was beautiful, as his right arm was forced to block the blow, an impact that caused his upper body to shudder; seeing his guard shaken, her wooden spear swiped across with another rotation, aiming to slam into his chest.
Alex moved just his left arm, sliding his sword out of the way, the two weapons clashing together, and she fell backwards as if from an earthquake.
As she landed, he watched as she began to rise again, leaping back to a 3-metre distance; her chest was rushing as she took tiny, light breaths, tapping her feet as she started to almost fade from his vision.
Swish!
