Lucas kept dodging and parrying for a while longer. She was facing a bit of a conundrum.
I have got to interrupt his attack series. If I try finesse on him, I'll lose due to the intensity of the attacks. If I try force, I might get seriously hurt. That leaves...
She surprised the "ninja" with a swift kick to the shin.
Cheating! - Thought Lucas, satisfied.
CLANG!
It was... Mildly effective. The kick made the ninja lose balance and fall, but the impact on his armor, while not breaking anything, left Lucas reeling.
"AH! FILHO DA PUTA! (1)"
Lucas had enough time to back up and change her sword a bit.
Golf club? - Thought Cass.
Lucas's sword took a form not unlike a bladed golf club. As "Kotaro" got up and ran towards Lucas, she stroke the ground with her sword, hoping that her expectations for how the ground "should" be - namely, with dirt that could be knocked loose and flung on an opponent with the right implements - held any meaning in this world.
It did. Kotaro managed to parry the dirt to prevent it from reaching his eyes, but, by now, Lucas, with her sword back to normal, was flying towards him and attacking with some fury of her own.
"KYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! VOU ARRANCAR TUAS TRIPAS E ENFORCAR VOCÊ COM ELAS! CÊ T� FODIDO, FELADAPUTA!! TOMAR NO TEU CU, KOTARO!!! CHUPA!!! (2)"
Gleeful, colorful fury.
Cass allowed herself to have a moment to sweatdrop. She realized Lucas tended to be rather colorful, in both senses if her skill in Spanish served, when she had to use her sword. Ah well. As flaws go, this one is actually rather harmless... - She thought.
The fight kept on, now with Lucas on the attack.
(1) - "OW! SON OF A BITCH!"
(2) - "KYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! I'LL RIP OUT YOUR GUTS AND HANG YOU WITH THEM! YOU'RE SCREWED, YOU SONUVABITCH!! GO FUCK YOURSELF, KOTARO!!! SUCK ON IT!!!"
