originally posted in:The New Dojo
Crow entered Dojoville, wielding her sword–about 4 ft in length–with both hands. It was nothing special, but it was a trusty blade, and Crow was both a skilled swordsman and a smart one.
She would travel from enemy to enemy, either quickly cutting/stabbing them down, or destroying more skilled opponents with smooth parries and brutal ripostes. All the while, she kept an eye on her surroundings, almost always in the hanging right sword stance if she wasn't fighting somebody directly.
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She found her first targets to be a group of about 9 soldiers running down the street towards her. They stopped when they saw her and drew their lightning swords. They began to move around her.
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She groaned. [i]Nine[/i], all at once? Raising her sword up, she constantly turned her body to face as much of the group as she could. Finally, she sprung forward to feint a jab, before spinning and delivering a vertical strike to one of the soldiers. She was ready to dodge any attacks that came at her once she had finished the attack.
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They moved in slow, then finally struck at her, all in front of or beside her.