Which was why, when added to the lining of 12th century armor, people now felt comfortable practicing on each other with broadswords and halberds.Which was why, when added to the lining of 12th century armor, people now felt comfortable practicing on each other with broadswords and halberds. The headdress of the modern fencer still looked the same, however, and still served the same purpose, although perhaps with less success now that the bland white uniform had given way to colorful team outfits. "On the left field, Nickolai Dittrich. On the right, Margaret Elizabeth Zofrani." Nickolai's interest elevated at the idea that his first match was to be against a girl. He pulled his mask over his head, taking care to push a lock of hair out of the way in the process. He bowed to her, admiring her form even through the glistening bodysuit of her uniform, which was on the left, blue on the right, with a large blue arrow extending across her chest. She returned the bow and the match commenced. She was good! There was no denying that; he found himself retreating repeatedly during the match, defending himself against her very competent assaults. He would try a feint, finding himself instead on the receiving end of a nasty undercut. By the third round he had learned to defend against that devastating maneuver, and she shifted to an inside feint. He sighed as she made her fifth successful touch. Still, he had managed three on her, so that wasn't so bad. |