[ Regrettably, Saber manages to do just that by forcing Regis into this defensive stance. He awkwardly manages to parry most of her incoming strikes but eventually, Regis loses his momentum and is struck. Maybe if he were in his prime, he would've been able to catch that third strike but unfortunately, Regis isn't.
Her sword nicks him on the leg causing him to gasp in pain. While he thinks it's just a flesh wound, the telltale coppery scent states otherwise. It pains Regis to admit defeat so soon but he knows better than to push his luck. In the past, he would've shrugged off such a wound but he doesn't have the luxury of doing so here. ]
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Her sword nicks him on the leg causing him to gasp in pain. While he thinks it's just a flesh wound, the telltale coppery scent states otherwise. It pains Regis to admit defeat so soon but he knows better than to push his luck. In the past, he would've shrugged off such a wound but he doesn't have the luxury of doing so here. ]
I yield!
[He announces loud and clear for all to hear.]