He gave a quick swipe of his sword, one that I easily parried. Shifting my weight to my right foot, I sidestepped to his empty hand side. The song of the swords as they scraped against each other brought many memories back. Keeping up with me, he swiveled on the spot and kept his sword pointed towards me. My eyes remained focused on his chest. Few did not know it, but the chest can give away what a person is going to do, especially in battle.