The Moon and the Sea

She aims to swipe at you with the left side of her blade, but you think quickly, throwing out your own blade(s) and catching hers.

You push against each other, a battle of wits, until you finally break off, jumping back to gain some ground.

It seems the human has drawn his sword and is eyeing you.

The moth is drawing tight spheres of energy to his palms, ready to strike.

The vivari's muscles are twitching, about to jump.

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