[Their swords do meet with a metallic clang, as she heard him coming with just enough time to bring her sword up to defend herself. He's fast, and he's good--and Morgan doesn't want to consider that maybe that's because he's her--so she's going to have to be faster and better.
She's not sure how she'll accomplish that yet, but if she can't even manage this, then she doesn't deserve to call herself as amazing as her father.
"Just think about it", he says, as if she hasn't hundreds of times before, when her friends' parents were killed, when her father sent her even now to kill her own friends. So she grits her teeth and she shoves with all of the force she musters, trying to get him to back off a few steps so that she can swing her sword down towards his head.
And as she does--]
I don't care what you say! I'll never betray Master Grima. I'll make him proud here, instead!
[starting with the Morgan in front of her, whose apparent "mother" (Robin?) never became Grima. She'll start with the Morgan in front of her, who doesn't seem to realize just how lucky he is.]
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She's not sure how she'll accomplish that yet, but if she can't even manage this, then she doesn't deserve to call herself as amazing as her father.
"Just think about it", he says, as if she hasn't hundreds of times before, when her friends' parents were killed, when her father sent her even now to kill her own friends. So she grits her teeth and she shoves with all of the force she musters, trying to get him to back off a few steps so that she can swing her sword down towards his head.
And as she does--]
I don't care what you say! I'll never betray Master Grima. I'll make him proud here, instead!
[starting with the Morgan in front of her, whose apparent "mother" (Robin?) never became Grima. She'll start with the Morgan in front of her, who doesn't seem to realize just how lucky he is.]