He was fast too. Which meant it wasn't just power behind the blade but speed and possibly a few moves too. More fun for her. "Oh I won't. Flesh wounds only. Hate to have that Peterson guy on my ass for stabbing someone."
She took the step back, and drew her blade up over her head. Waited a moment. Her heart rate had barely settled from her run, but a fight was different. It added that thread of fear. In a spar it might not be a life threatening fear, but it was still present, upping her observations and senses as she kept an eye on Robin. Circling just a bit she then moved. Not waiting to see if he could block her moves, she turned, blade down along the side, follow through and back along the other side. Block and bring the blade up.