[Sango is honestly pretty sick of hand to hand, since it's all she's been doing with Coby for like six hours every day the past few weeks. Despite this, she draws her sword out of her sash and leans it on the wall next to Hiraikotsu. Perhaps sparring Jack will be different, and less bruising.]
Alright. Let's go.
[With that she backs up to where there are mats set up on the floor and drops into a defensive martial arts stance, waiting.]
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Alright. Let's go.
[With that she backs up to where there are mats set up on the floor and drops into a defensive martial arts stance, waiting.]
Don't hold back now, you hear me?