He smiled at her attack, he studied it. It was made to counter his action before, giving her the advantage. But he thought that if he took the damage, he would not be hurt bad enough for him to slow down, but it would put her in range and allow him to attack her. He took the attack, her blade biting down into his skin, letting his blood flow down his body. The pain was nothing, and it was right in thinking that it would not hurt him too badly. He smiled and then jabbed his sword at her gut. He was sure that any wound there would be bad for her.