[ He keeps England in the periphery of his vision, knowing where the other is by virtue of his spirit sense. The majority of his attention is still on the elf in front of them - the creature stalks across the floor in a crouched stance, glancing between England and Mitsutada as if judging who to attack first.
The hesitation allows him to assess their opponent - no magical aura, merely claws and teeth. That'd make it a lot easier, so when the elf finally launches itself at him he is already fully prepared.
Bringing up his blade to block a downward swipe, he quickly flicks his wrist and drives the edge of his sword forward - slamming straight into the elf in a diagonal motion. ]
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The hesitation allows him to assess their opponent - no magical aura, merely claws and teeth. That'd make it a lot easier, so when the elf finally launches itself at him he is already fully prepared.
Bringing up his blade to block a downward swipe, he quickly flicks his wrist and drives the edge of his sword forward - slamming straight into the elf in a diagonal motion. ]