Dancer
I slipped forward and half bowed to the master before shifting my weight. The attack came suddenly and I slid to the left as I pulled both short curved blades and deflected one of the master’s. I continued moving as I slipped his next strike away and sliced with my other blade. It was deflected up and out and I brought my other blade in and turned to block a strike. This was not the first time we had faced one another and I let the motions flow through me. Block, slid, slash, shift, turn, stab, block. Finally the master stepped back and bowed. I sheathed my blades and bowed, “thank you master.” He smiled faintly, “do not thank me Dancer.” I bowed again, “as you wish.” He gestured to the door, “never forget the …