Taking a cut to the arm, Colleen gritted her teeth behind her mask and thrust her hilt into Misty's chest with the appearance of hitting flesh when she'd only touched armor. The sovereign reveled in this up close battle, his eyes lit up with the bloodlust spread across his lips. The audience reveled in it too, living for every cut, every dash and swing made by their expert entertainers. Colleen took a hit to the gut and stumbled back before she dropped her knee and held herself up by her sword, just before the emperor. She lifted her face to meet Misty's gaze. Could the formidable samurai who'd taken down an executioner and many after him so ruthlessly have met her match? The audience ate it. Colleen wore a hidden smirk. On your cue.