Fight. His heart picked up, and his training came rushing back to him. This was what had been programmed into him from a very young age. Her mind was clouded by emotions: that was to his advantage. He took a calculated step aside, going on the defense and blocking her strikes one by one. He was fine with this. She would tire herself out, trying to attack him. He would reassure his men so long as he made this look like he was playing, like this required almost no effort.