[He noticed that hesitation, the second-guessing on the field that would have cost him so many mortal blows had this been a true fight. It was why his own form had been leaving something to be desired for so long. Habit and survival before form, after all.
It was something he couldn't afford to ignore, anymore.
'Let's go.'
he lowered his head as he charged as well, striking out with the flat of his blade with enough force to send a normal person staggering.]
Do not hesitate, Luke. Doing so leaves you wide open. Concentrate.
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It was something he couldn't afford to ignore, anymore.
'Let's go.'
he lowered his head as he charged as well, striking out with the flat of his blade with enough force to send a normal person staggering.]
Do not hesitate, Luke. Doing so leaves you wide open. Concentrate.
[Nerves of steel, he still has.]