Audra dodged to the side to get out of Cecilia's counterattack, but the Legacy's blade managed to catch her shoulder. It was hardly a grievous wound to the Roland's right arm, a nick really, but regardless it brought a wide smile to Audra's face. "Tres bon!" The Neo-Frenchwoman exclaimed, quite pleased. Hefting the Durendal, Audra let loose a swing at the Legacy's side, a slower pitch version of the swing that had sent Cecilia down onto one knee just a little while ago. It became even cleared to Audra that Cecilia likely only had basic training at most, but it seemed to be serving the blond quite well, at least in this situation.