"Agreed. Though I wouldn't worry about that, Petersen doesn't like me much, however optimistic you are about your chances," he replied teasingly.
He kept watch of her as she began to circle him, waiting for her next move. Fighting someone for the first time always involved the thrill of anticipation, of not knowing how they would respond. He was able to block her moves again, though he had to move faster to do it this time, shifting his feet and stepping behind her, bringing his sword forward in an attack in the same movement. This was more like it.