[ Were it a round of bare-knuckled fistfighting that Barnaby had suggested, Gen probably wouldn't have even waited for the other to fall into position, first. But there's a definite tension to the way he handles that sword -- too proud to back off, but far too aware of how dangerous the weapon is.
And once Barnaby gets into a fight-ready stance, he shifts he grip on the handle, takes a deep breath, then clenches his jaw before lunging in.
It's probably obvious that Gen's hardly a trained soldier; these past few weeks of training have only taken the edge off how unpolished his movements are. But he's young, and his instincts are good -- it's respectably-executed move when he starts off high then abruptly ducks down lows, swinging the sword aimed at the gap between Barnaby's cuisses and greaves, the delicate and vulnerable spot at the side of his knee. ]
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And once Barnaby gets into a fight-ready stance, he shifts he grip on the handle, takes a deep breath, then clenches his jaw before lunging in.
It's probably obvious that Gen's hardly a trained soldier; these past few weeks of training have only taken the edge off how unpolished his movements are. But he's young, and his instincts are good -- it's respectably-executed move when he starts off high then abruptly ducks down lows, swinging the sword aimed at the gap between Barnaby's cuisses and greaves, the delicate and vulnerable spot at the side of his knee. ]