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As Silver charged forward once again, Rodion used the reach of his swords to keep him at bay. He had to admit, the kid definitely had a fighting spirit. Something he could admire about him. Rodion attempted to slash Silver again, but the Sneasel actually managed to weave around his sword, before striking Rodion's right wrist.
"Ack!"
Rodion recoiled and the blade in his right paw dissipated, prompting him to draw his paw back. He thrust his left blade forward in Silver's direction, forcing the Sneasel to jump back and creating a reasonable distance between the two once again.
"For someone who has only been a Sneasel for several days, you're actually not doing half bad!"
Rodion briefly glanced behind him, before falling back and coming to a stop at the edge of the river. The Buizel looked back at Silver with another smirk and gestured for him to bring it with his free paw.
"Though, is that really the best you can do?"
"Ack!"
Rodion recoiled and the blade in his right paw dissipated, prompting him to draw his paw back. He thrust his left blade forward in Silver's direction, forcing the Sneasel to jump back and creating a reasonable distance between the two once again.
"For someone who has only been a Sneasel for several days, you're actually not doing half bad!"
Rodion briefly glanced behind him, before falling back and coming to a stop at the edge of the river. The Buizel looked back at Silver with another smirk and gestured for him to bring it with his free paw.
"Though, is that really the best you can do?"