509 The Boulder Crab - Part 7

But how could he trick a creature as fast as the Boulder Crab? He hardly had the opportunity to move. It was usually a sequence of steps that he found he could throw a less-intelligent opponent off with, but against this crab, he was lucky to be allowed a single step.

To channel all the discrete of three steps into a single one. That seemed like a higher-level martial ideal. The sort of thing that a noble would laugh at, and call disgraceful. That was the very essence of this sword form.

Oliver bounced off the crab and landed on the ground again. To his left, there were the trees, and then to his right, there was the cliff face once more. He landed and feigned with his shoulder, making it seem as though he was about to head towards the trees. That would be the obvious thing to do, wouldn't it?