They've drawn an audience even before the fighting really starts. Éomer will yell at her men later, for abandoning their own training to watch her and their new companion test each others' mettle; right now, she has other things to focus on, things like not getting the tar beaten out of her by Steven as he darts towards her faster than a man his size should be able to manage.
In fact, everything about the way Steven fights is slightly too-fast to be believable, his reflexes quick enough that she has had to dodge and weave far more than she intended, his hits coming just a little faster than she can accommodate. Éomer has always been large and strong, and is used to fighting against men her own size, often with longer arms and stronger muscles. It means she has developed a certain fighting style that doesn't seem to fit well against Steven's. For all that he's bigger than she is, he fights almost like she's seen some of the Gondorian rangers fight: acting as if he were slim and small and using speed and agility as his primary weapon instead of brute force.
(He has that in spades, of course, as her stinging cheek can attest. She's probably going to get a black eye from that in the morning, and she only hopes that the answering fist she landed in his solar plexus has returned the favor.)
Apart from a few solid hits, most of the fight is spent avoiding each other or grappling. At one point, he manages to get her feet out from beneath her and flips her easily over his shoulder, forcing her to roll in a somewhat undignified manner to get back up to her feet to avoid being pinned. Her face hurts, her hands are scraped to hell and back, and she's a little out of breath, but she's grinning at him all the same, enjoying herself more than she had expected to.
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Date: 2019-05-17 12:34 am (UTC)In fact, everything about the way Steven fights is slightly too-fast to be believable, his reflexes quick enough that she has had to dodge and weave far more than she intended, his hits coming just a little faster than she can accommodate. Éomer has always been large and strong, and is used to fighting against men her own size, often with longer arms and stronger muscles. It means she has developed a certain fighting style that doesn't seem to fit well against Steven's. For all that he's bigger than she is, he fights almost like she's seen some of the Gondorian rangers fight: acting as if he were slim and small and using speed and agility as his primary weapon instead of brute force.
(He has that in spades, of course, as her stinging cheek can attest. She's probably going to get a black eye from that in the morning, and she only hopes that the answering fist she landed in his solar plexus has returned the favor.)
Apart from a few solid hits, most of the fight is spent avoiding each other or grappling. At one point, he manages to get her feet out from beneath her and flips her easily over his shoulder, forcing her to roll in a somewhat undignified manner to get back up to her feet to avoid being pinned. Her face hurts, her hands are scraped to hell and back, and she's a little out of breath, but she's grinning at him all the same, enjoying herself more than she had expected to.