Shula let out a "Hmph," Striking forward with quick precision. The staff seemed like an extension of her as she blocked and jabbed, her eyes focused on Faelan. Her composure was far better then the last fight they'd had, her eyes darting to target any opening and to block any blow. For a while they seemed to be evenly matched, Shula's poise and power blending together to create an almost graceful harmony in her movements.<br/><br/>As they continued she could see that the man was clearly taken off guard by her skill. That's when she took her opening, parrying Faelan's sword and jabbing him harshly in the side and jumping back before he could get a hit in on her. "I don't like flashy weapons." She stated simply, looking a little smug with herself.