IC: Michael It was all one fluid motion. What Michael saw was something of a slight parry and then a small jump back, as if her upper chest were not there for Michael's saber to stab at to begin with. so she's fast.....Is she danc- But he did not have time to think any further as his opponent twirled just out of Michael's attack range on his right side to poke with her saber. He tilted his head, then met her saber with his own, careful not to put too much weight behind the weapon. It was all well and good to block an attack with one of your own, but Michael thought her light size might allow Fey-Li the speed and agility to bend away like a reed if forced back too hard. It would give her a chance to viciously snap forward from a number of different directions. So Michael batted at her light-saber, and ducked, spinning his body 360 degrees to sweep her off her feet with his right leg. He left his saber extended in the spin.