Turwaithiel was glad to at least hit him, but now her cover of "the woman that can't fight" was gone, she knew that Krayven would not go easy on her. She smiled and was glad that he wouldn't. She parried his blow to her knees with her sword, and did so with a loud CLANG! She tried to think of what to do as they stayed there, locked together by there swords. She then had an idea, just as the blood from her shoulder dripped onto the ground because of her bending over to block his sword.

Turwaithiel knew that because there sword were locked together, that both warriors had all there pressure and weight put into the swords attack - or block, in Turwaithiel's place. Now, if she removed her pressure entirely, he would fall forward, but only a little, but still, his back would be disposed and helpless.

So, that is what she did. She lifted her sword and spun on her heels, spinning around, letting all of Krayven's dead-weight fall forward. Then, as she completed her swing, she swung her sword hard towards his now exposed back. She knew that if she could complete this move, she would cripple him and the battle would be over - for now, at least.

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