[The thrown knife passes right into a tree, making the hard-light image fizzle away for a moment before reappearing. The knife is nowhere to be seen, but Loki isn't looking for it. Cassandra's speed impresses him: he's never seen a mortal move quickly enough to counter him. It must be that body language reading.
He hefts another knife in his hand, slowly enough so that it's clear he's not about to attack.]
Don't tell me you plan only to dodge my blows? You must try to attack me in turn.
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22/4/13 05:54 (UTC)He hefts another knife in his hand, slowly enough so that it's clear he's not about to attack.]
Don't tell me you plan only to dodge my blows? You must try to attack me in turn.