The Lost Stranger (Heretic King)

[Saber-Five]

Meeta utterly confused that she still in the water, fell victim to Usagi's attacks, strangling for air. She hadn't been aware of her sparring partner having magic and if the Essnryi found out she thought this was suppose to be a spar of purely hand to hand combat.

[Medievarad]

Usagi slid several feet away from Meeta, her hands still in the same low position they were. A soft smirk appeared on her face. She could almost guess her foe's thoughts. Teleportation or magic? Distressed about her foe using more than physical prowess?

It was all physical prowess. Her speed was unaugmented by any of her arts. It was purely trained like that.