Most of Daschell's training was in assassination. That would mean sneaking
in, slitting a throat or putting a knife into one's lungs and killing them
before they could take a breath to scream. He knew well that in this
moment, going up against l'seth, he was going to lose. He wasn't made for
this, and he didn't expect to win. He did though expect to give her a bit
of a fight. Just to help her with the whatever tension it was bothering
her.
He was quick though, steady on his feet and rarely rattled by anything. His
hand came up, snapping his arm up to deflect the blow, making a feint in
with the second knife. Not even trying to strike, but to give him the look
of being skilled in combat. He wasn't entirely blind to it, after all, just
not the warrior she was.
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Most of Daschell's training was in assassination. That would mean sneaking in, slitting a throat or putting a knife into one's lungs and killing them before they could take a breath to scream. He knew well that in this moment, going up against l'seth, he was going to lose. He wasn't made for this, and he didn't expect to win. He did though expect to give her a bit of a fight. Just to help her with the whatever tension it was bothering her.
He was quick though, steady on his feet and rarely rattled by anything. His hand came up, snapping his arm up to deflect the blow, making a feint in with the second knife. Not even trying to strike, but to give him the look of being skilled in combat. He wasn't entirely blind to it, after all, just not the warrior she was.