Tul pushed her saber forwards, causing her smaller opponent to take a step backwards. she raised one eybrow slightly. She admired his resolve, but he had a lot still to learn if he tried to hold out in this fashion.

Sib felt her push back, and he grunted, then he put more resolve into his push and did likewise, he felt her slipping backwards. He decided to end the lock; he twisted out of the position he was in, and spun around to her backside very fast, twisting the blade into a position in his hand to where he could strike at the stem of her neck, or the bottum of her skull.

As the blades disengaged and the kid spun behind her, Tul whirled her saber over her head and pointed it behind her, neatly blocking the slash.