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Elstiria nods gently, and draws her broadsword. "No major wounds either. Hold back to not cause those. And no techniques that hit to many times to be safe."
Pingbi says, The only multi hit technique I know is spear rain.
Pingbi reaches into a pouch as Elstiria draws her blade. His own preparations were weird. A set of bells were pulled out and clasped onto each of his limbs. Stretching a bit he chimed and jingled, soaking the area with sound.

He pulled his spear off his back and held it in the center, point slanted upwards in the swordwoman's direction.

"Ready."
Elstiria has seen this bell bullshit before. She adjusts her stance, going into that most balanced of stances..... The Knights one. Nothing to fancy all in all there, no fucking bells, no screaming or yelling. Just a simple stance. And then she runs in against him, to deliver her blows.

A duo of cuts, aimed for his chest. Held back so it won't be more then a medium wound. But that is all it appears, as she looks at him, and remembers how silly she probably looks fighting in a dress. She shrugs it off mentally though.
Pingbi was ready for this, he saw the oncoming blows and with a twirl of his spear, slapped the shaft of the spear against the flat of blade of the oncoming blow. Each swing would be redirected to the dirt on either side of him. He was focused in, with a blank look of no emotion. His training was kicking in.

He circled around her striking out once with his fist at her core post redirection while she was off balance. A chime is sounded out with the blow, reverberating inside her, messing with her inner flow. If the knockback worked he stabbed out a single time at her right shoulder while keeping his distance as he had the advantage in range here. Even if she was using a big as fuck sword.

Bleed and weaken the opponent while mixing and matching attacks. the essence of his training.
Elstiria twists around, to graze the impact to her core but... It still hits. It still messes with her inner flow, and makes her lose some stamina. She shifts again to graze the blow to her shoulder, still taking a decent wound to it, and staring at him. She can't hit him if he is that good at parry...... She had to keep trying though she supposed. She steps into the man's reach again, and swings twice once more. Mentally wracking her brain to figure out what she can do, to actually do anything.
Yatogari, Jecht says, Kaladin choose the vagina -omit-
Pingbi parries the two blows once again, the shock of the blows reverberating down to his hands. It was going to be tough to keep this up against the knight. He had to change plans and think fast. Stabbing out with his spear once more, he aimed for the same spot on her arm he had prior, trying to make the wound worse and larger.

He circled and moved around her once more, this time flicking his arms forward to throw a pair of shuriken at her from his sleeves. Sneaky sneaky, ninja style.
Yatogari, Jecht says, LOL
Yatogari, Jecht says, omit
Elstiria grazes the spear blow, and redirects it to a different part of her arm.... before she sees the Shuriken coming in, dodging them away. And then her stance changes. After the change in stance, she runs towards Pingbi, and slashes upwards at him, knowing a little that she can't parry so.... Perhaps all the focus on dodging was not so important. Instead what is important is hitting Pingbi, perhaps hurting him hard enough so that he actually feels it.

Or atleast making herself not feel as bad.
Pingbi yanks on the wires attached to the shuriken he had thrown prior. As she had moved past them, she might notice the strings, but not much else. They were pretty thin. The Shuriken's flight path would change, yoinked back into the legs of Elstiria aimmed at her knees to weaken if not break her stance and hinder her ability to follow him around.

While he was doing the sneak attack from behind he couldn't really do much to stop the oncoming blow, opting instead to try to twist out of the way. Sadly for her. He felt no pain. The blade slashes across his chest and his robes drawing blood.

Still staring at her, he would sweep with his spear after her strike attacking the front of her legs at the same time as the shurikens would land. The sweep of the spear also sent a barrage of sand up at her face to distract her, lessening her ability to react further.

All part of the plan.
Elstiria looks at the Shuriken moving with the strings, and grimaces. She moves her sword, to parry all of them, aiming to cut the strings on the shuriken, or atleast render him unable to use them properly. As he sweeps the spear though, she moves back, grazing the blows, getting a light serious of cuts on her shins.

A part of her felt annoyed that every time she struck upwards, everyone suddenly stopped parrying. So instead, this time, she delivers a flurry of blows. A three leaf clover to him. Aiming to actually hit him properly.
Pingbi blinked as the blonde goes ahead and uses a multihit technique. Blood pumping his eyes narrow and go red, bloodshot as he adopts a more careless approach. Rather than parry he opted instead to take the blows, dodging to graze them.

He would take the chance for when she commited to each swing to match it with strikes of his own. If she wanted to multi strike, he would match her and then some. While not the full ammount, he thrusted out a total of 5 times. Each aimed again at various parts of her right arm. He assumed it was her dominant hand. But you never knew.

The trio of blows slice in to him one in each arm, as he twisted out of the way, with another line across his chest. He replied in turn with another two stabs into her shoulder and three aimed at her elbow. Still seeking to disable her, he only wished to do it for the fight. Not full on cripple.

Weirdly enough, he showed no sign of pain or reaction to the damage he himself took. It didn't seem to phase him at all.
Toru has gone AFK!
Elstiria goes wide eyed at his lack of pain.... She had seen this before, with Toru. She grazes the blows coming down on her, moving them off her right arm atleast to her chest, while also summoning an Aegis of Devotion, to absorb atleast part of the incoming damage. so much to the point where the blows she actually got that hurt her.... were quite small. She had to keep her arms going. But since he was doing a flurry of attacks... Wait. No. She could not risk it. He would just parry her, and then likely run her through. There was a growing lack of options for her.......

She sighs mentally, and delivers an eagle's talon. Sadly she could not do much else since she had to wait a bit to draw on her mana again.
Pingbi stared at Els with his bloodshot eyes. They stayed trained and focused on her as she summoned some aegis of light to intercept his spear blows. Waiting for the light to fall, he stood there, weapon at the ready. It didn't take long as she charged at him through the fading motes of light.

This time a duo of blows is sent his way and he took them once again, getting grazed on his left and right forearms, man he was bleeding all over. Two spots in his chest, and once in both upper and forearms.

Lowering his spear head to the ground as he swerved around the strikes he ran around her, dragging the steel spearhead against the ground, creating a series of sparks as he sought to superheat the metal. Should he make it around and gather enough speed he would lance through the air, once more into her injured shoulder. Followed by a pulling back of the spear and a reverse of the grip to smack her in the face near her eyes with the butt of the spear in an attempt to blind her.

After whch he settled back into a guarded stance waiting for the return.
Elstiria pants gently, and blinks, turning to follow and watch him..... before he gets close enough, where she dodges partially letting the blow graze against her shoulder, barely hitting it. Its a paper cut now, at most. She shifts, to deal with the butt blow to the head, grazing it aswell, and redirecting it to her left shoulder, brusing it gently.

And then she unleashed her own flurry of counter strikes, a sword rain, ten blows all together..... Aiming to inflict a ton of grazes on him at least. And then she gets as close as she can to him... before shooting a Kosen at point blank range, into his stomach, hoping he can't deal with such a close blow. Partially worried that it just won't do shit to him but... You know such was life.
Pingbi spurs into motion from his lowered and waiting stance. The sound reverberating from his chimes, marking out his territory. And once she moved in closer he was ready, his primary spear was shifted to his offhand pointed atthe ground as he pulled out his spare into his dominant hand.

He sought to match her in an exchange of blows. At first it starts out ok but he could feel the spear in his hand splintering and weaking. It was not the best of ideas to try to match a sword with force like this. The spear lasts all the way up until the last two blows. He quickly kicked up his primary spear throwing his spare to the side, he would have to repair it later if it was even worth the effort.

The final two blows would be taken to his arms once more, actually doing a  bit of damage, stacking upon the previous blows. Still taking light hits as grazes he punctures her shoulder twice more, in rapid speed and succession.
Elstiria blinks a little as he swings his spear to intercept her blows... and before she can react, she feels the spear ripping into her shoulder, making her drop her sword, and cry out in pain, going to hold it as her arm goes almost limp. She goes to her knees aswell, the pain quickly to much to bear as she takes in deep breaths, red staining her white dress quickly.
Pingbi shudders a bit taking a deep breath to cool and collect himself. The sound of Elstiria crying out triggering a response in him. The sound of his sister crying out as the arrows pierced into his body. He freezes in place for a moment gulping. His red bloodshot eyes clear and return to their normal color. Sighing he looked over to Els with a smile, as he looked down at his body. It looked bad, he just couldn't tell. He was wounded but had no idea just what degree he was.

Still he would do the polite thing, reaching out a hand he offered to help the blonde to her feet.

"Are you alright? Do I need to carry you to the hospital? My apologies if I overdid it."

A glance was given to her shoulder and he blinked.

"And for ruining your dress."