"Not the way I do it." Was the reply, twisting out of the way of the dagger and right into the sword blow, that was going to bruise and she knew it, but she was still grinning, fingers curling more tightly against her own sword hilt, fighting the reflexive spasm the blow caused.
She lashed out a moment later, another upwards swing, it was where she had the most power, really, aiming for hilt as opposed to blade, intent on disarming him apparently.