The force of his strike caused the sword to vibrate along the blade, hilt to her arms. Zaya staggered back, feeling the vibrations zing through her. She waited for the last wave of vibrations to pass. Calmly, Zaya assessed her opponent. Her stance was wide, her feet light on the ground. She eased her breathing. The sword was light in her hands. It had a semi-circular blade that ended in a sharp pointed tip. The hilt was a diamond encrusted cross – very pretty, yet lethal looking.
Zaya swung her wrist to test it out, her mind suddenly focused. She felt energy shimmering on her skin. Her scalp tingled some more.
With force she issued out her charge. Their swords clanged and sent sparks flying. They parried and charged moving around the mat in supernatural speed. Zaya could tell he was hol
