[Gilgamesh lives for the challenge, for pushing boundaries. Pearl has found a fair match in this regard; when she runs, he runs, too, and every strike at every angle is met with its equivalent. He has no doubts he could brutalize her if he so pleased, that he could summon forth a surge of strength to overcome her, but that isn't the point here.
No, what they were making here was art. The art of battle, of fair play. Step left, duck right. Aim up, block down. They are an admirable sight and even if her sword is plain, even if she is plain, he thinks her lovely all the same.
Gilgamesh grins and takes a daring swipe, just shy of her legs.]
It seems I have an excellent teacher to thank for that.
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No, what they were making here was art. The art of battle, of fair play. Step left, duck right. Aim up, block down. They are an admirable sight and even if her sword is plain, even if she is plain, he thinks her lovely all the same.
Gilgamesh grins and takes a daring swipe, just shy of her legs.]
It seems I have an excellent teacher to thank for that.