The approach that Ghen had taken seemed rather comical to watch, especially seeing as he was attempting it with a weapon that was actually taller than he was. It was a seemingly standard tactic, though Gabrielle had surprisingly never seen the move before. It took her off-guard and actually made her fall on her back, the full lunge passed over her and she could see an unusual suction around the blade.

In a single movement, she rolled backwards and ended up back on her feet, weapon drawn and eyes shining. The accuracy of the attack had given her heart a jump-start, she was more aware of her surroundings now and she felt more conscious of the power of Ghen.

“If you hadn’t already perceived it, I’m not quite what you expect me to be.”

Whilst talking she continuously slashed backwards and forwards, in an attempt to hit his chest. The movements where fast and would seem blurred to the naked eye.

“I’d rather not sound like a clichéd serial, however, I’m actually a member of the Angellus race. The true humanisation of a traditional angel. I guess you could say that my ability to see the aura of another is like a replacement to the sense of touch, unfortunately I’ve never felt the wind on my skin… However, that is not the matter at hand. Care to explain what a ‘promoter of chaos’ does? You certainly don’t seem unruly, in fact, I find you to be a pleasant man.”

Despite the niceties, the fighting was still continuing. She used her sword as a vaulting pole and used it to launch herself upwards, stretching her leg out she aimed carefully and attempted a Tae Kwon Do technique subtly named a ‘Flying Side Kick’ towards his chest.