[ despite the knowledge that there won't be an actual attempt to hurt her, zita still flinches at the approach of the oncoming 'attack' and raises her sword in an attempt to block it.
it works, in a way. certainly keeps the sword from hitting her. but between the sword hitting hers and her poor grip on the handle, it isn't long before zita loses her grip on the weapon and it tumbles to the floor. ]
I'm sorry-! Excuse me, I'll just-
[ the trainer sighs, but stays where they are and continue to observe the two, waiting for one of them to deal the first blow as agreed upon. ]
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it works, in a way. certainly keeps the sword from hitting her. but between the sword hitting hers and her poor grip on the handle, it isn't long before zita loses her grip on the weapon and it tumbles to the floor. ]
I'm sorry-! Excuse me, I'll just-
[ the trainer sighs, but stays where they are and continue to observe the two, waiting for one of them to deal the first blow as agreed upon. ]