[ Artificially enhanced reflexes don't do him much good here, eyes wide from his hit connecting - he's too shocked to do much but jump a bit when the sweep comes. Brings him down to one knee, a hand still on the grip of the practice blade while the other braces against the floor.
He glances up, some of the surprise in his expression coming off of him in a muted wave, until it's shut like a slammed door. He rises to his feet. ]
I did - why didn't you block it? [ His eyes narrow, accusation covering the hint of betrayal in his tone. He doesn't appreciate head games. ]
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He glances up, some of the surprise in his expression coming off of him in a muted wave, until it's shut like a slammed door. He rises to his feet. ]
I did - why didn't you block it? [ His eyes narrow, accusation covering the hint of betrayal in his tone. He doesn't appreciate head games. ]