[But she snaps out of it because the sound of sharp metal is being unsheathed on the other Spirit's end.
A few long seconds pass and he grins at Lancer. And mockingly, under his breath he whispers...]
En garde.
[Fast.
He disappears. Ai Thao wonders if he actually drew his sword or not, but he's suddenly in front of Diarmuid, closing the distance and testing his opponent's mettle with his lightning draw.]
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A few long seconds pass and he grins at Lancer. And mockingly, under his breath he whispers...]
En garde.
[Fast.
He disappears. Ai Thao wonders if he actually drew his sword or not, but he's suddenly in front of Diarmuid, closing the distance and testing his opponent's mettle with his lightning draw.]