Training

Now this was a fight! Cordelia smirked as he continuously continued to slash against her, blocking and slashing right back. Maybe he had regeneration that was rather fast, but the twenty-year-old did too — hers was just slower. All these cuts and wounds would be gone in a few days, so she really had nothing to worry about.

Just to play dirty, the woman aimed another strong and fast kick for his stomach. Oh, she loved breaking the rules of sword fights being sword fights!

Cordelia smirked. She had the perfect plan. Though her foot had banged off of the blade, his upper body was unprotected now. The vampire quickly spun in a circle and aimed for his sword arm and chest, hoping she might be able to get some more damage in.

As the acidic blood came out, Cordelia jumped back. Some of it had splattered on her sleeve, though it only burned through the area it had landed on, leaving a few little holes. Oh, well, it was just a shirt. It didn't matter to her. Shirts could be replaced, after all. She looked at her blade quickly to make sure that it was alright, and smiled when she saw that it was. There was a little damage taken, but nothing that would keep her from fighting her fledgling.

"Now lets step this up."

Dark blue eyes narrowed slightly as the blade of acidic blood came at her. The widow jumped back away from it, glancing at her sword. Hopefully it could take so much acid... if not, then she could rely solely on speed and strength to get to him. Cordelia was a vampire — she was completely capable of fighting without a weapon of any sort.

She looked at him, waiting for more attacks. For now, she would just play the dodging game.

Cordelia grinned as he finally stepped up to her level. She moved in her own super speed to get away from the claws, though she did manage to get scratched along her shoulder and collar bone. The acidic blood burned her skin, but she would make it through this.

Ignoring the pain, she swung her sword at his arm. No arm meant no claws. Even if it would regenerate, he had to tire eventually.

Cordelia snorted. Well, fine then. She jumped back and aimed a stab for his back, using both strength and speed. She didn't like coming up with strategies, since she was usually good enough not to have to. It seemed like she might have to, though, since this was Jira, not some idiot.