6
The Strafford’s Dance
Kyle observed his opponent. James was good, excellent in fact, as he would expect from a member of the King’s Elite. Kyle grinned hearing his opponents breath starting to labour from the exertion of their bout, his response starting to lag as Kyle lunged forcing James to retreat, as he hastily blocked the blade. Kyle grinned as sweat trailed down the side of James’ face, the guard ignored it slowing to take a deep breath before trading a flurry of blows back at Kyle. He blocked James’ efforts easily, yet slowed his own response enough to let James think he was gaining the advantage.
Kyle retreated a few steps, drawing James forward. James fought with one blade while Kyle fought with two blades. It was his preference—one blade long, the other short, both crafted f
