Personally, she felt it spoke of combat experience and ingenuity. She didn't think many of the Yecine would choose to rush from behind. But that didn't mean she wouldn't school the attempt to end things quickly instead of prettily. Honor aside… he just wasn't fast enough.
She pivoted as her foot landed. Not with the kind of explosive speed that a a cultivator using techniques to wildly burn physical energy through their legs and hips might make. Just a tiny dip and rotation that seemed perfectly timed to bring the flat of her blade into contact with his. Lifting up, stepping into his space just like the younger man, she pressed him forward.
Her forward, anyway - the same direction she had been walking when he stabbed - which in a flash had become his backward. Through the meeting of blades alone, she'd taken advantage of his momentum. And he found he couldn't do anything against her strength and smiling face but to be lead by her.
"Step left now."
