[i]Marcia calling Zach a 'filthy animal' gave him some flashbacks; flashbacks to elementary school, where he was bullied constantly, jabbed about his appearance and bruised after school. In his eyes, Marcia was another one of those kids—and he got angry. So, when Marcia made a slash at him, his anger gave him strength, his anger gave him skill. So he easily blocked her claymore with his own straight sword, his slender remaining firm. The man pounded his toes into the ground, and in four steps he had accelerated to max speed; twenty three miles an hour, something he was steadily improving. He rushed at Marcia, and in seconds, his left foot was just beside Marcia's left so his chest was facing the girl, as he swung with his sword gripped tightly with both gloved hands, towards Marcia's abdomen.[/i]