It's dodged with Childe pulling himself back with scary accuracy of just how far the reach of that weapon actually is along with Gen's momentum from the lunge.
Gen will have to earn a hit here, even a blocked one, because on the battlefield Childe decides the rules, the stakes, and the object of the fight; it's up to his opponent to push themselves to overcome these things and really challenge him.
Unfortunately for Gen, it's been too long since Childe felt anything close to the rush of a battle. It hasn't made the Harbinger rusty, but it has made him a little more blood thirsty, and a little less willing to accept being a lunching bag of the bat. Still, he's never one to get overly aggressive and just put his all into a fight until the opponent proves they're worth some of his time.
Here, he's decided to devote some time already to exhaust Gen, hopefully in a shorter amount of time than he would have with the guards.
... That doesn't mean he's going to be nice to Gen physically or mentally, though.
He hops back a few feet further once he's dodged the swing, a laugh like a child might when playing a game their enjoying. ]
Going right for the face, huh? That's rude— mind your manners! [ With a swing of his arm the blade disappeared, reforming into a bow. In a graceful fluid motion, he brings the bow back around and takes archer stance, his fingers pulling back on the watery-formed bow string. As he does so, an arrow made of the hydro element materializes and he aims right at Gen's face as soon as he has a shot at right between the eyes.
It's all incredibly fast, unfairly so, but Gen is still an aion, so he may very well be able to block it if he tries hard enough. It's unlikely, but not impossible, especially with an adrenaline rush.
Even if it strikes him, however, it won't pierce like one would expect it to. Instead, it will explode in the boy's face just as it smacks his forehead. He'll feel what is like a hard hit at the brow of his forehead that might make him stumble off balance, but all that happens is he's ultimately splashed in the face with a sobering amount of harmless water as if a water balloon was just fired, instead. It'll hurt initially, but it'll quickly wear off as ultimately harmless.
Childe's words are flat, empty of emotion to the point that it almost doesn't seem possible to be from the same individual that was speaking seconds ago. ]
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It's dodged with Childe pulling himself back with scary accuracy of just how far the reach of that weapon actually is along with Gen's momentum from the lunge.
Gen will have to earn a hit here, even a blocked one, because on the battlefield Childe decides the rules, the stakes, and the object of the fight; it's up to his opponent to push themselves to overcome these things and really challenge him.
Unfortunately for Gen, it's been too long since Childe felt anything close to the rush of a battle. It hasn't made the Harbinger rusty, but it has made him a little more blood thirsty, and a little less willing to accept being a lunching bag of the bat. Still, he's never one to get overly aggressive and just put his all into a fight until the opponent proves they're worth some of his time.
Here, he's decided to devote some time already to exhaust Gen, hopefully in a shorter amount of time than he would have with the guards.
... That doesn't mean he's going to be nice to Gen physically or mentally, though.
He hops back a few feet further once he's dodged the swing, a laugh like a child might when playing a game their enjoying. ]
Going right for the face, huh? That's rude— mind your manners! [ With a swing of his arm the blade disappeared, reforming into a bow. In a graceful fluid motion, he brings the bow back around and takes archer stance, his fingers pulling back on the watery-formed bow string. As he does so, an arrow made of the hydro element materializes and he aims right at Gen's face as soon as he has a shot at right between the eyes.
It's all incredibly fast, unfairly so, but Gen is still an aion, so he may very well be able to block it if he tries hard enough. It's unlikely, but not impossible, especially with an adrenaline rush.
Even if it strikes him, however, it won't pierce like one would expect it to. Instead, it will explode in the boy's face just as it smacks his forehead. He'll feel what is like a hard hit at the brow of his forehead that might make him stumble off balance, but all that happens is he's ultimately splashed in the face with a sobering amount of harmless water as if a water balloon was just fired, instead. It'll hurt initially, but it'll quickly wear off as ultimately harmless.
Childe's words are flat, empty of emotion to the point that it almost doesn't seem possible to be from the same individual that was speaking seconds ago. ]
Again. [ it's not a request. ]