As the spear user approached, Aether steadied his footing. He didn't normally fight against this kind of weapon, so it was safe to say that he wasn't really used to it. But at the same time, that just didn't matter; he couldn't just cry about it; he had to adapt.
Plus, it wasn't his first time, so while he wasn't experienced, he still had a small fragment of it.
Stepping back, as the spear thrust forward, he noticed just how much slower he had gotten; he should have expected it, but it caught him off guard. He continued to step back as the spear user drove him further away from Elise, which was in no way to his liking.
Frowning, he shifted, trying to dodge by stepping to the side, but the man predicted it, scratching his stomach, as he moved out of the way at the last second.
