"Well, what do you want if you win?" Buffy asked, continuing their little song and dance as they circled, making sure to keep her guard up and her senses focused on him. "Not that you will, but it's good to have goals," she teased him back.
She barely had time to move, the blow clipping her shoulder painfully. It probably would've dislocated it had it connected, but thankfully her movements were quick enough and her core strength able to withstand the blow now that she'd readied herself for it. Wincing, she tried to get more serious.