[Both satisfying and utterly infuriating to see Kratos flagging like this, to hear the way his breath comes. Yuan grinds his teeth and--]
[It's not that the fighting dirty was unexpected, but all the same Yuan stumbles when Kratos shifts the ground, and the momentary openness is enough that he takes the kick directly to the chest. Unaugmented -- he's not about to have any broken bones -- but all the same Kratos is still Kratos and the blow has no small amount of force behind it.]
[Yuan slips in the sand, backward, fortunately retaining the presence of mind to catch Kratos' blade and redirect it with his own. He's grinning as he does, not entirely consciously.]
Are you so sure about that?
[It's pushing him, to keep his wings tucked away at this point, but he can still do it, which is what matters. He spins his blade, hand over hand as he advances, disguising his true intentions in the whirl of metal till he can duck Lloyd and sweep for Kratos' knees.]
[Kratos has seen this trick before. Yuan isn't convinced he can work around it without the enhanced perceptions.]
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[It's not that the fighting dirty was unexpected, but all the same Yuan stumbles when Kratos shifts the ground, and the momentary openness is enough that he takes the kick directly to the chest. Unaugmented -- he's not about to have any broken bones -- but all the same Kratos is still Kratos and the blow has no small amount of force behind it.]
[Yuan slips in the sand, backward, fortunately retaining the presence of mind to catch Kratos' blade and redirect it with his own. He's grinning as he does, not entirely consciously.]
Are you so sure about that?
[It's pushing him, to keep his wings tucked away at this point, but he can still do it, which is what matters. He spins his blade, hand over hand as he advances, disguising his true intentions in the whirl of metal till he can duck Lloyd and sweep for Kratos' knees.]
[Kratos has seen this trick before. Yuan isn't convinced he can work around it without the enhanced perceptions.]