[Saber rushed to him like the wind and a distinct clang rang out as metal greeted metal. A beautiful sound, of swords meeting, of determination, and the whisper of the gusts that blew whenever Saber moved-- despite them being indoors.
The girl knight smiled during the brief moment their blades were locked; as she could see clearly that Conrad was a man of pure intent with just the ring of his sword alone. She pulled away and swung again in a single fluid instant, aiming for his midriff]