Damnit!
A shiver smoothed through his body as Dias watched her remove the sickle-like blade from the door near his face. he should've known! spinning his own weapons in hand he shifted forward slashing out at the woman as he would an equal fighter. if it was a match she wanted it was a match she'd get! but he knew better than to treat Ether like a woman in a fight. Spinning around he kicked out in a broad spin completing the cycle with a backhand slash that narrowly missed the soft skin of her face. that would be his balls if any part of those pretty features was scarred in even a friendly spar. No matter. he'd been sort of stiff towards her lately a fight was good venting. but....he found himself distracted for a split instant. there was that feeling again. that skin prickling awareness he hadn't been able to shake since they'd left the edge of the rift...
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