[ A move like that is unexpected. But out of all his instincts, all the imprinted skills that survived the wiping of his personal memories, the strongest and most automatic are those which help him stay alive.
More like a reflex than a conscious thought, Link backflips away from the sweep at his legs. In the split second before his feet land heavy on the ground, he knows what to do. While he's moved back into Dimitri's striking range, the sharp end of the spear is pointed away from him in this moment. Were Dimitri to try to change his grip again, it will take him a few seconds... but in those few seconds, his hands will be busy.
Link's boots thunk into the grass, and he pushes off in the same moment, yelling and dashing back in to jab outward with a piercing strike at his forward shoulder. ]
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More like a reflex than a conscious thought, Link backflips away from the sweep at his legs. In the split second before his feet land heavy on the ground, he knows what to do. While he's moved back into Dimitri's striking range, the sharp end of the spear is pointed away from him in this moment. Were Dimitri to try to change his grip again, it will take him a few seconds... but in those few seconds, his hands will be busy.
Link's boots thunk into the grass, and he pushes off in the same moment, yelling and dashing back in to jab outward with a piercing strike at his forward shoulder. ]