'Now, now… How do I go about making it look like I'm trying!'
Reina's feet struck the stone with a sharp crack as she surged forward, Aether bursting beneath her heels in uneven pulses. Her version of the first steps of Blade Waltz was rough, but it was recognizable to any who once fought alongside her father.
Another confirmation of her heritage.
Ixion stepped forward to meet her, grin wide, eyes bright.
Reina's opening strike came straight for his neck.
Ixion tilted his head just enough for the blade to skim past, close enough that a few strands of his hair drifted free.
"What a strike, Reina! To aim for a king's head, one would almost think you were trying to kill me!"
Reina pivoted, her momentum carrying her into a second strike aimed low. Ixion caught it with the flat of his blade, guiding it away rather than stopping it outright.
Steel met steel in a ringing clash. Ixion making sure to control his force as to not shatter her stance.
