[ FF ] - 250 Words ; 2 months Reddit Gold prize

Ravilon roared, pushing off the cobble road below, his left arm oozing blood. He charged towards Gabriella gaining speed at an alarming rate. They connected, this time Gabriella didn ’ t hold; flying backwards towards the crowds. She jumped back up, preparing for the second blow. Yet, he didn ’ t attack. He stopped dead. Gabriella did n't even think; she just reacted, swinging towards Ravilon. The blades met, pushing hard, Gabriella knew she didn ’ t have the strength to beat him; but she knew the recoil of his mini-victory would force her backwards. *If only I could use the coming momentum*, she pondered the optimal reaction. Ravilon pushed Gabriella backwards, she spun out; spinning, arms extended, the blade becoming an extension of her body. She spun as a ballerina, dancing with her partner. The blade entered Ravilon ’ s right arm, connecting with the bone, Gabriella forced the blade deeper into the arm, slicing it entirely from the man ’ s body. She stopped, dropping the blade to her side. 
 
 The battle was over. Gabriella had won perhaps her most difficult fight to date. She duelled with explicit power and equal levels of precision, a gladiator in battle who fought mercilessly yet with a subdued etiquette; perhaps through respect. Those she fought deemed her unbeatable, the people she duelled and-by extension-the people who watched were not belittled or annoyed by her immense skill with the blade. They simply glared, mouths agape, inspired that a mere mortal could possess such prowess in battle. Ravilon acted similarly; sitting, legs crossed, like a child told to behave by a figure of authority. He didn ’ t pray, or grovel, or even look worried; he accepted his end. 
 
 I do n't know how I can get it lower than that, but it's only slightly over, hopefully this will be ok: P
