Please allow me to be your first sparring partner. Though I do warn you that I am no fair maiden. I know how to handle a sword quite well.
I shall position myself wide open and let you have the first swing. Come take me and show me what you got. (He pulls out his blade)
Oh my, it's much bigger than the dagger my boyfriend wields.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not speaking ill of him. He knows how to wield that little blade. I am no match to his rapid thrusts, but I do like going up against a longsword. With its nice hard swings that hit you all the way to the core.
You are doing well for your first time. You must have been practicing. I have known a few boys that have fallen after their first swing against me. I do like a man with some stamina, but let’s see just how long you can last.
You have been doing some nice strikes, but you will need to quicken that pace if you are to beat me down. However, I think I’ve played nice long enough. Now it is my time to go on the offensive. (Pace quickens rapidly)
How do you like my speed? I’ve got you on the defensive and I can see your endurance waning. (disarms him)
Looks like I won the first bout, but this is the best out of three. I can see there is some strength still left inside you. Come on now, I’ll even let you take the first strike just like before.
Oh, you decided to attack me there this time. That’s quite the low blow to strike the rear. Though I can’t say that I’m not amused. (punch) Hey, that’s playing dirty. This is a sword fight, not a brawl. (punch) Normally I would only let my boyfriend handle me like this, but I can feel myself enjoying this battle.
Congratulations, you were able to win this bout. Unfortunately, it appears you have winded yourself out and are unable to continue. Shall we call this a draw? Don’t feel bad my dear. You’ve done well for your first time. I am merely more experienced. Keep practicing and I’m sure you’ll beat me someday.
