Gatsha watched as her opponent nimbly circled back from her attack. As he had attacked the far side of her body, as she was leading with her left foot, she was surprised at how quickly he had recovered from effectively overextending himself despite their attacking simultaneously. Since from that position his attack on her right side had forced him to pass her shield first. As her opponent moved counter clockwise to her she responded by moving the weight of her foot to the ball of her right foot, her feet still bent slightly. Tucking her spear back into a couched position and watched the eyes of her opponent. She waited for the tell tale sign. She’d not have to wait long. His eyes naturally flicking first to were he intended to strike; forewarning enough for her.

Her opponent came in with his spear again, this time aiming low toward her left. Her shield was still low, but to the right thus bringing the center of her shield to block wasn’t an option. Thankfully other options were open to her. She preemptively brought her shield at an angle, left side up and right side down, rising from her minor crouch as she did so. Using the lowest bladed prong on left end of her arm shield to catch the side of the spear and then forcing the tip to miss the left side of her left thigh my a couple inches. Doing so effectively brought her shield to the fore, protecting her midsection from just above the knee to the center of her chest, with the addition of parrying her opponents spear. 

Meanwhile, her own spear was ready and she did not hesitant to spring forward with it. Her right leg now leading as she sent her own spear toward the right side of her opponents face. The attack was similar to her previous efforts.