After a minute or so of this I stop dashing completely and stay still, letting her catch me. Though it’s more a matter of me needing to catch my breath. I pant heavily as I wait for my body to recover from the exertion. After a second or two she gently sets me down and walks over.

“You okay?” she asks.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I half cough out, letting my head hang down a bit in the process. “Though there is the problem that you had to wait for me to tire out before you could actually hit me.”

“Well you were kind of all over the place there.”

“That’s because I could read your attacks and you’re very straightforward. Think of it like a mind game and add some feints into your attack pattern. Assume anyone reasonably paying attention will attempt to dodge your attack and so aim your attack at where they are likely to dodge.”

“You act like that is something that would be easy.”

“Well that’s what practice is for. Learn to read your opponents actions and act, rather than just relying on your strengths. Anyway, we should keep going. I still want to finish catching my breath a bit before we go another round. And eventually I’ll be wanting something to sink my teeth into and we won’t find anything like that here.”

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