She felt the tiny hands on her arm and the sharp jerking tug moments before her feet left the ground and the force of her charge propelled her over Falina's shoulder. The girl let go when Imenry flew over her and landed hard on her back, the wind knocked out of her lungs. She groaned and rubbed at her head. Her father had let her practice that on him time and again... and never once had he seemed even winded.
Imenry shook her head slightly, blinking up at her student. "Yes... well very good job." She let out a laugh and pushed herself to sitting position before slowly standing.
"I'm surprised.. on your first try even." She let out a breath and smiled down at Falina. "Okay... how about we try something else? Something more basic maybe? Disarming someone." She went to her pack to fetch the simple dagger she often kept on her person. "Get out one of your own blades."