Jessica
"Alright, make sure to hit me first!"

*Diao performs another diagonal swing, slower than her previous strikes. It seems that Juna wasn't able to quite keep up with the offensive pace; hopefully she would learn how to stop an attack before it happened.*

*Suddenly, she realized something. This was nearly the exact same situation as her last fight. A furious sword-wielding assailant, fighting against a weakened Polearm wielder, being able to take her arm. Juna would be able to see a moment of hesitation in Diao as she went for the strike; the one thing she said not to do.*
Elizabeth
*Juna would turn to the side with the swing moving slow enough for her to avoid through her tiredness, lowering her hands down along the staff, she would quickly swing the staff just a horizontal arc towards the woman's head, her body moving faster than her mind as she tried to focus on attacking like the woman asked her to.*
Jessica
*The helmet rings out like a bell as the quarterstaff strikes the helmet head on, flush against the steel. The elf stumbles in the direction of the blow, taking off her helmet and visibly dizzy.*

"That was good! I didn't react in time myself though... I could have rolled with the blow to lessen the impact."
Elizabeth
"Are you... Okay...?"*Juna would ask hesitantly as she took notice of how dizzy she was. The Canifor readjusted her hold on the staff, returning it back to its regular position as she would back away a bit.*"You... Hesitated..."*She would say more quietly.*
Jessica
"Yeah, I did. It's the exact same thing that happened to me, what just happened. My main weapon is a polearm. My opponent, the one who cut off my arm, used a sword like this."

*Diao raises the Dadao.*

"When I was weakened with the poison, I found myself unable to fight back. My opponent cut my arm off that way."

*A wry smile forms on the elf's face.*

"Fear is like a poison, I guess."
Elizabeth
*Juna paused, staring at the weapon she held, wondering why she used it if it caused such trauma. If fear was really a poison, then Juna must be poisoned as well.*"Why... Do you wield the weapon... If it brings back bad memories...?"*She'd dare to ask. Slowly, she'd begin to circle Diao, finding it better to keep on the move with her unable to tell if the Elf was going to start attacking again or not. At least this way she could brace herself.*