"Can’t get ahead if we haven’t started." Getting into a slightly crouched and defensive position, Marco was set.
Eyes raked over his friend. Without the practice knife, he was definitely in a different stance. Possibly a bit harder to take down, but he wasn’t impossible. Marco was quick, Reiner was big. He definitely wasn’t going to take him down right away, but he definitely could.
"Let’s go, Braun."
“Appreciate the sentiments,” he teased, adjusting his stance on pars with Marco’s. The lack of practice knife worked to his advantage, no potshots, no problem. “Out of good manners, you can take the first hit.”
His eyes briefly skimmed Marco’s stance, noting that he must have some sort of plan, some bigger notion in store. Regardless, his build worked in his favor. All he needed to do was to pin him to the ground, no disarmament required.
“Bring it on, Bodt.”