[Water indeed, and though a few droplets flicked off with each strike, the weapon held as firmly as solid steel. And while Reaper might just view this as a spar, Roxas certainly wasn't pulling his punches.]
[He was fast, faster than he'd been with a mallet. Reaper may be good at deflecting his hits, but he aims at openings and perceived weak spots with a warrior's skill. What's more, the force behind his strikes is definitely nothing to laugh about; each strike, were it to hit, would cause serious damage to a less-prepared opponent.]
[Roxas's grin doesn't fade as he swings, almost single-minded in his attempts to land a hit on Reaper. Though his defence is rather lacking, he makes up for it with the sheer number and ferocity of his strikes.]
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[He was fast, faster than he'd been with a mallet. Reaper may be good at deflecting his hits, but he aims at openings and perceived weak spots with a warrior's skill. What's more, the force behind his strikes is definitely nothing to laugh about; each strike, were it to hit, would cause serious damage to a less-prepared opponent.]
[Roxas's grin doesn't fade as he swings, almost single-minded in his attempts to land a hit on Reaper. Though his defence is rather lacking, he makes up for it with the sheer number and ferocity of his strikes.]
Haaah!