[ As he watches her leap around, he thinks that he might actually be right when he pegged her for a shinobi. Not that he’s ever seen a shinobi in action, because the whole point of a shinobi is to not see them at all, but her acrobatics are pretty in-line with the stories he’s heard. ]
What’s that supposed to mean?!
[ But he is curious, and it’s not like they have much of a choice. With the thing thrashing around in pain like it is, Luka can’t hope to get close enough to hamstring the beast without catching a face-full of hoof for his troubles.
The boar sets its sights on Luka, drawn by the sound of his voice and the bright colors of his garb. Well, works for him. The Miqo’te smirks, blade held at the ready and body tensing. All at once, he springs forward, dashing into the boar’s space with surprising speed. His katana flashes, arcing upward in a quick strike that cuts a deep, diagonal gash across the boar’s snout. The beast squeals and rears, trying to gauge Luka with its tusks, but he’s too quick, dancing away in the direction of Nikola’s perch. ]
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What’s that supposed to mean?!
[ But he is curious, and it’s not like they have much of a choice. With the thing thrashing around in pain like it is, Luka can’t hope to get close enough to hamstring the beast without catching a face-full of hoof for his troubles.
The boar sets its sights on Luka, drawn by the sound of his voice and the bright colors of his garb. Well, works for him. The Miqo’te smirks, blade held at the ready and body tensing. All at once, he springs forward, dashing into the boar’s space with surprising speed. His katana flashes, arcing upward in a quick strike that cuts a deep, diagonal gash across the boar’s snout. The beast squeals and rears, trying to gauge Luka with its tusks, but he’s too quick, dancing away in the direction of Nikola’s perch. ]