09-19-2012, 12:36 AM
Itzal saw the lung and his eyes quickly saw what was going to happen. His mind didn't miss a beat and he knew that there was no way he could dodge her cut towards his jeans. Even if he moved to the side she would still catch some part of his jeans and if he moved back she would just follow. So Itzal decided to make a strategic sacrifice. He stepped in, knowing that she would achieve the cut on his jeans, and he aimed his knife for the other strap on her shirt, intending to catch it and then twist the knife and cut down the shirt while keeping the blade away from her skin. He trusted that his aim was true enough but he hoped the cut was worth losing one side of his jeans to Amy's short sword.
He felt Amy's sword cut the frame of his jeans on the weak spot. As Itzal drew his knife back, unable to see if he had been successful, he stepped into her, with his shoulder, hoping to make her stumble in her awkward position. He wasn't sure if he had succeeded in making her stumble but he was able to pass by her and reach the weapons, where he quickly hooked the sultan knives on his belt loops and grabbed his dagger and Katana. He slipped his dagger into the sheath on his ankle and drew the Katana, tossing the sheath to the side and spinning to face her with a grin on his face. He had evened the playing field some what. The Katana gave him better reach, but required twice the control the knives did. It seemed like this game was slowly getting harder for both of them.
He felt Amy's sword cut the frame of his jeans on the weak spot. As Itzal drew his knife back, unable to see if he had been successful, he stepped into her, with his shoulder, hoping to make her stumble in her awkward position. He wasn't sure if he had succeeded in making her stumble but he was able to pass by her and reach the weapons, where he quickly hooked the sultan knives on his belt loops and grabbed his dagger and Katana. He slipped his dagger into the sheath on his ankle and drew the Katana, tossing the sheath to the side and spinning to face her with a grin on his face. He had evened the playing field some what. The Katana gave him better reach, but required twice the control the knives did. It seemed like this game was slowly getting harder for both of them.