Citea stopped, seeming almost surprised her blow had not been more hindering. However, her smirk soon returned when she felt the blade on her back. In a flash, she whipped around, clashing the blade of her own sword against the man's. The sword was strangely long and heavy-looking to be the blade of a woman, however, this did not seem to faze its carrier. The body of a lithe, metallic blue dragon made up the hilt, its neck winding almost halfway up the sword to where rubies glinted within the eyes. Its wide, bat-like wings were unfolded onto either side.
"I must congradulate you...Not many of my opponents last one attack...Today might not be as boring as I previously expected...However...I am curious...Why are you so quick to fight over such trivial things as words? To merely keep your honor?" She tilted her blonde head slightly to one side, arching an eyebrow. "And what worth is honor if it costs you your life? There is honor in knowing when to stop as well, you know..." She added, her blue eyes glinting in the dimming light.
"However...If you wish to take such a chance, what kind of person would I be if I were to stop you?..."