The impact drove through both of them. Lysandra held her ground; Trafalgar did not. His boots slid half a metre through the snow before he caught himself, Origin Guard taking the worst of it through his forearm while the rest travelled up into his shoulder. Even holding back, she was plainly the stronger, and Lysandra had seen it too.
She stepped in before he could recover and turned Lumaria into a second cut. Trafalgar caught it on Maledicta, changed the angle rather than meeting it head on, and let her blade slide away from his centre.
Then [Godstep] fired and took him out of her front in a burst of compressed mana. He came out five metres to her left with Maledicta already cutting low, and Lysandra twisted to meet it with her own blade.
"You didn't know that movement before."
Trafalgar pulled Maledicta free and changed hands during the recovery.
"I've picked things up here and there."
