<strong>Who:</strong>Henrik Raubriter<br/><strong>For:</strong>Open, Chiya specifically<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Outside sparring ring<br/><br/>He had missed his mark, but such was life; some times you hit, some times you miss. He recovered his balance quickly, seemingly without any additional energy or movement.  He could 'feel' the sword as it went into the ground; and he could also feel it when it left the earth again.<br/><br/>He turned, only exactly as much as he needed to and not a bit more, to  bring up his scabbard and repel her sword, driving it off and to the side.  As he did so, without any break or pause, his body flowing like water, he brought the sword up to the other side of the blade; if he could, he would try to disarm her by squeezing her weapon between both of his, and using his natural strength to rip it out of her grip, and send it flying behind him.