Making promises

He let her steady herself and reset her defences before he relaxed his own position. “The groundwork is already there.” He told her thoughtfully, thinking over the style of her attack. “You want to rely on speed, and that’s good. That’s a strength of yours, but you need to be careful about a frontal attack. My power lies mostly in the front half of my body. My arms, my teeth. Entering that circle will always hold risk. All it takes is for me to get a good grip on you, and you’ve lost all advantage.” He continued, his critique spoken without judgement.

“Practise your offensive, and consider how you can attack without entering or remaining in the circle of my reach.” He advised her.


"Basilisk"