Garrick's years as a bandit had given him very good natural perception, and he raised his sword to block the Queen's attack in a fluid motion. "You talk with much weight for one who is clearly as corrupted as yourself, do you really think your little "tricks" are going to stop me from plunging this blade through your heart." Garrick said with a chuckle as he moved to the side of the queen, before sweeping at her legs with his blade.