"If this was real milady, you would be dead by now."
Katrin stayed still, her eyes widened and her chin raised up as she let go of her weapons, surrendering. The moment Faith let her go, she clumsily stepped away rapping her hands round her neck felling choked.
"You let your guard down Katrin." Faith chided, picking up her fallen stick, "Again!"
Katrin sighed bending to pick up her sticks, before she stand back up; Faith came at her with a full force swing, which she clumsily manage to block; but her feet lost balance and she ended up on the floor with Faith towering her, a stick inches away from her eyes.
"Dead!" she announced before moving away, "Don't let your guard down, or else death will be your friend. Again!" she yelled clicking her sticks together.
Katrin huffed in annoyance picking herself up and lunching to attack Faith, which she failed miserably. "Dead."
"Again!"...
"Again!"...
"AGAIN!"
"A.."
*thud*
