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[cleptes]

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[cleptes]

[ This time around, Bela is more prepared for his swings and deflects them like he taught her. She thinks she could probably do it with a little more finesse, but that should come with practice.

Bela is also slightly out of breath, though she is still smiling. The rush of adrenaline feels good. ]

[fortitudosalutis]

Good.

[ She's holding her ground, keeping pace. Not perfect, but then nobody is the first time. Carver grins. ]

Again.

[ And he swings for her. Still not full speed, but building up closer to it. ]

[cleptes]

[ She doesn't say anything, but nods and prepares herself again for his next couple of swings, changing her stance to accommodate them.

He's getting faster, Bela notices. So she gives it her all to defend his attacks. ]

[fortitudosalutis]

[ He swings again. Pushing her this time, seeing if she can keep up. ]

[cleptes]

[ It doesn't come as a surprise that he'll push her, but it's part of the training. Bela grits her teeth as she exerts herself, blocking Carver's swings.

Then she takes a breath. ]

[fortitudosalutis]

Remember to breathe through it.

[ He twirls the baton, less to show off and more to keep his wrist loose. ]

You're doing well. Again.

[ And then he swings. ]

[cleptes]

Breathe through it.

[ She repeats, rolling her shoulders before he goes again. ]
Thanks.

[ The adrenaline is helping, but taking a breath during the blocking of his swings makes it easier. ]