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Vilen was conflicted as he watched his instructor start to tremble. He knew that there was definitely something going on with her internally. Probably it was Evin that was doing it. Now was the perfect time to strike and end this exercise, but he was hesitating. It just didn't seem right to attack her when she was like this.

He shook the thought from his head. Now was not the time for compassion. Crys, for now, was his target, and it was his job to end her. Now that she was vulnerable, he couldn't just sit back and let the opportunity pass him by. If he waited too long, she might gain control of herself, and he knew that Theron would be completely insufferable if he failed now. He tried to erase the feeling of apprehension from his mind as he made another direct attack at Crys.

This time, he didn't have the help of his bit of surprise and new angle. He was coming at her from her level, and he knew that he was going to have to be quick. He poised his sword like he was about to run her through, but she seemed barely aware of his presence, let alone able to react to his attack. In a split second he changed his mind, instead opting to try and hit her with his own body instead, and try to overpower her physically. He was confident that, if he could actually get one of his arms her, his strength would be enough to keep her still, and then he, or one of his teammates, could hold her at sword --or dagger-- point.

If he could do that, perhaps then she would surrender.