Faelan had actually been caught off guard by her seemingly new style of fighting, it was more graceful and controlled by a large degree. Watching as carefully as he could, he had to admit that the way his body had been made him a bit slower than we should have been. It became increasingly apparent to him that she was much better than she previously was, maybe even on his level.<br/><br/>The blow she landed on him caught him sharply in the rib cage. He realized it was about time he got serious. Lifting the wooden sword back up, he smiled, looking at Shula in a new light.<br/><br/>"There you go little dragon, turns out you aren't a defenseless little lizard."<br/><br/>Keeping his guard up, he continued monitoring her moves, watching where she dodged, when she blocked, when she attempted a strike. His training had obviously been better than hers, and although her moves were predictable, it wasn't the easiest to read. He swung his sword in a large circle, and saw as she ducked, going in for the hit. All he did was step into her, taking the blunt of her counter half way through it's attack, and used his spinning momentum to throw himself into her.