[Kratos' weight drags his weapon down, and Yuan honestly hadn't expected this, and that sword is exceptionally fast for a human's strength alone.]
[Instinct reacts before anything else, and lavender flowers into existence behind Yuan, flaring with the light of mana as he draws on that speed, that much more, to push himself out of the reach of Kratos' sword.]
[He's clear: but he's made several admissions with the wings that spread behind him, and most of them not advantageous. Rather than stay midair Yuan descends, very deliberately, to touch down, settling into a fighting stance that barely dimples the sand. He rolls his shoulders: mostly, it must be said, for the unnecessary dramatics of it.]
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[Kratos' weight drags his weapon down, and Yuan honestly hadn't expected this, and that sword is exceptionally fast for a human's strength alone.]
[Instinct reacts before anything else, and lavender flowers into existence behind Yuan, flaring with the light of mana as he draws on that speed, that much more, to push himself out of the reach of Kratos' sword.]
[He's clear: but he's made several admissions with the wings that spread behind him, and most of them not advantageous. Rather than stay midair Yuan descends, very deliberately, to touch down, settling into a fighting stance that barely dimples the sand. He rolls his shoulders: mostly, it must be said, for the unnecessary dramatics of it.]
Well then.
[And this time, he blurs when he moves.]