#*viktoriya 01

“NO, NO- ELBOW UP, VIKA.” dark eyes sharply scrutinising every movement, every tilt of the blade. a tailor, as rare as they were, would certainly be targets of their enemies - a surefire way for successful espionage. there was absolutely no way that tasha would let such a weapon onto the hands of others without a fight. “you need to follow through with your back leg, shift your weight forwards. if you let the tip of your blade lower than here-” she she angled her own blade low, just so. “-then the power is decreased by seventy percent. seventy percent that you desperately need.”