The black knight walked across the darkness with its greatsword held to the side. Some dark, viscous substance dripped from the long blade, letting join the nothingness below.
Vicky kept her breathing calm while scanning the surroundings for signs of danger. She only perceived the black knight, but she also remembered the Third Principle: 'Respect your opponent, never underestimate your enemy!'
She summoned four daggers in each hand and held them like fans. It made throwing easier, while also giving a larger surface area for deflection and parry.
The only downside of this hold was the lack of blocking ability. It was quite difficult to not break any fingers while defending herself. However, she never actually blocked blows, so this issue was easily mitigated.
The tall figure walked without hurry. The actual distance played tricks on Vicky's mind, but she could clearly see his form growing in size.
