[Well that's-- charmingly naive, but at odds with how the boy speeds up.]
[This fight has rapidly turned into a mess: Kratos remembers well enough how to disrupt Yuan's momentum, and it's irritating, nothing Yuan hasn't recovered from before, but then there's the boy again. Lloyd. The shadows of Kratos' style are evident in how he moves, but he's faster than his father now, enough so that Yuan is hard pressed to counter for both of them at once and his weapon becomes a spinning blur of block and block and block again, no chance to press the offensive.]
[Uncharitably, Yuan blames Kratos for everything that continues to go wrong in his life and his plans.]
Maybe I have, when those children are faster than you. You've gotten old, Kratos.
[This is laughable, coming from Yuan.]
Old and slow.
[Lightning again, not as strong as he'd like but the chances of finding a few spare seconds to cast properly are almost nonexistent. Yuan draws the mana raw instead, loose and sloppy and bursting stinging sparks in all directions.]
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[This fight has rapidly turned into a mess: Kratos remembers well enough how to disrupt Yuan's momentum, and it's irritating, nothing Yuan hasn't recovered from before, but then there's the boy again. Lloyd. The shadows of Kratos' style are evident in how he moves, but he's faster than his father now, enough so that Yuan is hard pressed to counter for both of them at once and his weapon becomes a spinning blur of block and block and block again, no chance to press the offensive.]
[Uncharitably, Yuan blames Kratos for everything that continues to go wrong in his life and his plans.]
Maybe I have, when those children are faster than you. You've gotten old, Kratos.
[This is laughable, coming from Yuan.]
Old and slow.
[Lightning again, not as strong as he'd like but the chances of finding a few spare seconds to cast properly are almost nonexistent. Yuan draws the mana raw instead, loose and sloppy and bursting stinging sparks in all directions.]