Midevia says [to Metal_Sabre] : Shall I begin?
Metal_Sabre says [to Midevia] : *nods* Certainly.
Metal_Sabre reaches behind him, grabbing hold of his longsword. He draws his weapon, as the blade seems to shimmer ever so slightly as it is unsheathed. Oddly, the Azure Knight wields the sizeable sword with only his right arm, as if it weighed nothing at all. Metal Sabre assumes a loose fighting stance, as his eyes lock upon his opponent.
Midevia curtsies before Metal_Sabre, flashing him a warm smile as her fingers lace about the hilt of one her swords, unsheathing it with slight metallic ring, both hands gripping the hilt. Breaking out of her curtsey, the page's right leg slides back, and lurches forward on her front leg. Pushing off, her barefeet pad against the ground as she rushes towards Metal_Sabre, her right elbow held steadily just below her chin, the tip of the sword pointed towards the opposing Knight. A quick leap to the right is given just before she would run into him, and the young woman swings her sword up over head and then down towards the Azure Knight's side with restraint.
Metal_Sabre positions his longsword to effectively deflect the oncoming blade, his keen eyes maintaining their gaze upon Midevia, even with her quick movement. In its defensive position, the Knight's blade points toward the ground in a diagonal position, and his left hand maintains a firm position on the flat of the weapon; this gives him an excellent position where leverage is concerned, and he readies himself to push back against the oncoming blade upon its contact with his. Thinking his strength to be greater than Midevia's, the Azure Knight hopes to knock the woman back.
Midevia cringes slightly at the sound of the two blades colliding, throwing her off guard. The young woman is pushed back slightly, but with great effort she to push forward, keeping the blades locked and in contact. Beads of sweat form upon her forehead as her left hand releases its grip on the sword, her entire body shaking violently as she still tries to keep the contact. All the while, her freehand moves to a second sword of smaller length. Once free from it's scabbard and in hand, Midevia pulls her arm back and thrusts it forward, towards Metal_Sabre's chest, though intentionally far off to one side so the blade may only graze his side.
Metal_Sabre catches the movement of Midevia's left hand, and watches as she reaches for her second weapon. The Knight quickly considers his options, either continuing his current plan of action, or disengaging. The old saying "better safe than sorry" rings through his mind, and the Knight makes a short hop backward, though not before the smaller of Midevia's swords manages to scrape into his azure breastplate. Though as quickly as the young Knight disengaged from his opponent, he just as quickly is on the offensive once more. With surprising speed the Knight pivots on his left foot, swinging around in a clockwise motion, while he lowers his body a bit. His longsword slices through the air, aiming directly for Midevia's rib cage. As the weapon nears its target though, Metal Sabre turns the blade just enough so that, were his attack success, Midevia's ribs would be met by the flat of the blade. Although the attack would not penetrate the skin, it could still cause a great deal of pain.
Midevia, knowing full well that she will not be able to avoid the swinging sword, spings so that her side is exposed to the flat of the blade and not her entire chest. Her fingers grip the hilts of both her blades tightly as the sword hits her sqaure in the side. Nothing but a grunt and a gasp for air passes through her lips. In a dazed and jerkiy movement, the Page presses on. Turning once more to face Metal_Sabre, she swiftly advances forward, not revealing her attack until the last moment. Once she is within range of Metal_Sabre, both swords raise in the air, crossed. With a sharp forward and outward movement, Midevia uncrossed the swords, a motion which would normally cleave an unarmored person in two.
Metal_Sabre assumes a defensive fighting stance, as he sees that Midevia makes it clear that she is not about to be knocked to the ground from the blow. He follows the young woman's movements, watching her eyes with his own, and hopes to find an indication of her next attack. His opponent masks her intentions well, and a novice warrior would certainly find themselves lacking a great deal of blood if they were to be on the receiving end of her attack. But, thankfully for the Azure Knight, his instincts reach far beyond that of a novice warrior, and the Knight finds himself ducking down low in the nick of time; though not before losing a few strands of hair in the process. As soon as the Knight reaches his lowered position, his muscles tighten in his sword arm, as he jabs the butt of his weapon toward his opponent's stomach with tremendous speed.
Midevia is quite taken aback as Metal_Sabre ducks down and recieves a very minor haircut. Biting back a smile, she tries to remain focused, to no avail. The smile creeps upon her lips, a smile which quickly fades as she sees the pommel of Metal_Sabre's long sword drowing towards her stomach. With a shake of her head, she casts aside her swords and flips backwards, but not escaping the blow. The hilt of the sword collides with her bare thigh, throwing her off balance and causing her to land improperly on her ankle, spraining it.
Midevia rises slowly, putting all of her weight on one foot, as she tries to act as if nothing were the matter.
Metal_Sabre says [to Midevia] : Are you all right? That landing looked a bit akward.
Midevia says [to Metal_Sabre] : *forcing a smile* I'll live.
Metal_Sabre says [to Midevia] : You lost focus for a second there. If I had attacked you with the blade end, I could have done some serious damage. But, you are quite fast; not to mention one tough, young lady.
Midevia says [to Metal_Sabre] : Well, your haircut was quite amusing and I try. *grins*