The Silver Maiden cuts a hill

“An admirable showing.” The Silver Maiden ceases your interchange by catching your blade between her fingers. The faintest of smiles graces her lips before you look upon the face of an unyielding existence once more. “Then, it is time to test your speed.”

She draws her weapon back-.

A simple thrust. The fastest movement with the most reach. The same as using a sword as a spear. You see it is aimed for your throat. You cannot move your entire body fast enough.

However, just as you realize that, you feel your blade already settled, angled, and readied to divert the blow.

-the hill behind is shorn away by wind.