[There it was, the lapse he was looking for. The knight was sent skidding back, the second one nearly greeted with a backhanded swipe at her with the edge of his lance. The wyrm was keen, very keen it seemed, to drag his blade across her face. Instead, however, he would pay for his distraction.
Aymeric would find the dragoon unnaturally unyielding, though not unto a point where his attack would go without reaction. The blade was snapped away from the knight, the wyrm staggering backwards, though whether it was due to the force of the blow or his own surprise was difficult to tell.]
You stay your blade?
[He'd jerk an arm forward, trying to grab Aymeric before the other man might reconsider how close he'd put himself to the dragoon, aiming to sink those claws into whatever he might manage to snag.]
at least no one could dunk on you for using the same icon over and over
Aymeric would find the dragoon unnaturally unyielding, though not unto a point where his attack would go without reaction. The blade was snapped away from the knight, the wyrm staggering backwards, though whether it was due to the force of the blow or his own surprise was difficult to tell.]
You stay your blade?
[He'd jerk an arm forward, trying to grab Aymeric before the other man might reconsider how close he'd put himself to the dragoon, aiming to sink those claws into whatever he might manage to snag.]
What happened to that righteous confidence?