The Branded Female Fencer

"I wonder which one will win..."

"Well, shut up and watch. Either way, you're my daughter."

The rise of the duel between Nia and Yao was a rare and quiet thing for the Cats when Lower was fooling around with Abby's concerns.

Cat tribes are a constant strategy to disrupt with small, quick moves. In fact, the way Yao fought was such a fight. Nia herself usually fights just like that. But...

"(This is... hard to do)"

What Nia took was a tactic of war where, on the contrary, she put her feet on the ground and watched Yao closely on the spot. Yao had lost the opportunity to set up because Nia showed unexpected moves. Yao's supposedly most probable Nia's method of warfare was to do something about the first hand and come ahead of himself.

Yao had stepped, and it would have been true, that he was considerably higher than Nia in the absolute difference in speed. That's why Nia managed to get ahead of Yao, and as something he would set himself up, Yao was assuming a return on Nia's every trick. If we were to launch a supposed attack, Yao had the confidence to return it and end it with a single blow.

But I didn't think Nia wouldn't move.

"(Are you after something back over there too? But I'm slower than I am and see if I can do that... will you give it a try)"

Start to taper slightly lightly as Yao circles around the near. By the time the earthen smoke was gradually higher as it rolled up in Yao's stride, and its height rose to the height of Yao's shoulder - Yao's figure disappeared all the time.

Their first offense was over when their surroundings seemed sober.

"... hey"

"Oh, that's pretty fast"

"But will Nia take it? I think I can still afford it."

Vargo and Roch, and Lunca roars. Yao's blow was just an unstoppable blow even as he watched from around him. It would have been too much to follow in the eyes in the ranks of the soldiers. Yao stayed in the feint three times, kicked in from the right side of the nearer and switched positions, then went straight back to the rear of the nearer and took a distance. It would be impossible to catch them if they were blinking.

But Nia took it sparingly. It's not as much of a move as you wouldn't see if you were training with Roch, and Cherio's words were on the back of his brain.

"(Seriously - I see. first as expected)"

Nia made one hypothesis. Suppose you are absolutely confident in speed and, conversely, not in the power of a single blow. I was wondering if he would repeat one blow away until the enemy was weak so that he could not be captured by the enemy as much as possible. While speed and the weight of a blow are not disproportionate, it is true that they are difficult to disproportionate. Then it would be more definitive to take a distance and gradually cut this one.

That's why I chose such a battlefield. Exclusive spaces surrounded by the audience in a circle. Because of the absolute difference in speed, Nia invited Yao to a limited space. If the audience gathered in the open land, it was within the assumption that this would happen. In this way, when the winning chance arrives, they will not be able to escape at once. Nia's imagination had been met.

But one thing Nia is mistaken. Does Yao hate fighting in this limited space in the first place? Nia has yet to see Yao do all he can.

"Sister, can I stay that way?

"If it doesn't work as it is, I'll target it, okay?

At the same time as the words, the figure of Yao appears all the way to the front. And the impact of running on both hands of the nearer resting on the lower abdomen. Now Nia prevented it brilliantly, but the number of feints had increased by one more than earlier. Nia didn't miss laughing like Yao was all dry when she was done preventing it.

And now the next attack will be launched immediately. Near prevents. Prevent attacks from being launched one by one. But the number of feints increases visibly. And at the same time the maneuvers of the attacks carried out.

"(6, 7, 8 - stupid, how much more? Doesn't this sound like you have a bunch of yaos in front of you?

Nia, who trained with Roch, still has Yao's appearance to follow. But it was true that the hands of defense were gradually becoming cluttered.

And the moment the defenses of both hands were grated, the flying orbit of Yao's fists changed.

The light begins in front of Nia. Yao had already taken a distance once when he realized Nia had been beaten.

"Your sister was working out, too, and I'll follow you more than I thought. But that's only for linear attacks. My fist will bend. You've never seen this before, have you?

"Ma, shit-?"

"Yes, it turns. Like this."

The fist Yao made me roll out, the orbit was indeed bent. A fist orbit that bends freely by distributing muscles that exert force. Of course, kicking changes as well. Yao was good at disillusioning his enemies using all means of attack, not just speed.

This is also an unexpected attack by Nia. I never expected you to have a turning track. But...

"(The orbit looks like Alfi's whip. The question is, can you turn around smaller than that and hit him in a row? Now, can you tap it into your head and body properly in a short time)"

It's not like Near doesn't have measures either. Yao was angry with Nia, who wouldn't change one complexion if he knew how to attack him.

"... I don't like it. How can you be so calm?

"What?"

"Fuck you!"

Signs of seeing things disappeared from Yao. She's not going to give in anymore. As a warrior of the beast man, he came to punish his prey.

Nia found out. I'm going to give my sister all the strength she can to get up to the Beast General. Sure, Yao is different from himself in things. That's what I knew from the time we met, when I saw Yao fighting.

Continued