[ Author's note: I like how the High Priestess reversed meaning suited to Yunnie's dilemma right now. ]
Clash!
Seon lunged forward, her blade whistled through the tense air as she aimed at Yunnie's exposed nape.
But just as her sword was about to connect, his eyes softened, pleading her in a haunted expression.
"M..m..adam...pro..het?..."
Seon's hand shook, and her blade hovered inches before his skin. Her gaze faltered as hesitation dawned on her.
Upon seeing that expression, Yunnie grabbed the broken shovel and was about to stab her face. Luckily, Seon was able to parry it on time.
"KiEkHeHEhEhE!" The mocking laugh returned to Yunnie's mouth as he sneered. "So YoU cAnT dO iT, caN YOu? Go ON KILL mE!"
The words struck Seon slapping her in the face, and igniting her anger.
She gritted her teeth, stepping back and drawing a deep steady breath.