Stella rubbed the sword along her finger, testing its sharpness. When a small line of blood appeared and stopped and wiped it off on her pants, nodding approvingly. She faced Kathleen with the sword raised "On your mark, get set, GO!" Insantly she darted forward, aiming for her arm. At the last second she dropped her gaze and hit the back of her legs, not breaking the skin but making her drop to her knees.