Marco, Gilda had to admit, was in fantastic form. He was tired, and yes, slower, but he still controlled the flow of the battle, dodging a lot of the tiercel’s strikes, and seemingly using his longer legs to create distance between them. Her partner, though, wasn’t completely useless, and was getting acclimated to Marco’s new strategy and slowly getting through the human’s defenses. Oddly, the two smiled at each other just right before the tiercel closed to claw-distance. 