Carrick batted the lunge away like cat swiping at a toy on a piece of string. "A good lunge," he remarked. "That's a powerful move, but too soon. Save it for when your opponent is worn down."
The vampire flicked his wrist and his blade sliced a shallow cut across Liam's bicep, exactly where the boy had tried to hit him. "This soon in the fight, your enemy is still quick enough to see a slow move like that coming."