[ They expect no quarter and are given none; this is, in some ways, more familiar than warnings and kind treatment extended to them, a warmth they don't yet understand. A fight with no reason for restraint.
The little vessel leaps backwards to avoid the first strike, though it snags their cloak, and waits for the Nightmare King to reappear before they launch themselves at him, swinging their nail at what they judge to be the right moment in an attempt to hit him.
It's highly likely they'll simply hit empty air. Their fighting style is something born out of necessity, rather than technique honed with practice and training, and is still clumsy. ]
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The little vessel leaps backwards to avoid the first strike, though it snags their cloak, and waits for the Nightmare King to reappear before they launch themselves at him, swinging their nail at what they judge to be the right moment in an attempt to hit him.
It's highly likely they'll simply hit empty air. Their fighting style is something born out of necessity, rather than technique honed with practice and training, and is still clumsy. ]