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The attack was simple, easily telegraphed, but there was no harm in such a thing. Shiki's eyes would allow her to see how Touko would react to her lukewarm swipe, and capitalise on any overconfidence in the counter. With the Sharingan trained on Touko's body, the eyes relayed the information directly to Shiki's brain. Seeing Touko's physical movement play out in a mental image before it had actually occurred, allowed Shiki to adjust her method of attack accordingly. Before her right arm is initially intercepted by Touko's left hand, Shiki raises her left arm to her stomach, relinquishing her right hand's grip on the knife and grasping it with a similar sturdiness in her other, just as Touko halts the momentum of her initial swiping arm.
Establishing a firm grasp on the weapon, she would thrust it towards Touko's right arm, as it moved to grab Shiki by the underside of her own right arm. Not wanting to inflict serious wounds on the woman, Shiki purposefully shifts her aim so that the knife would graze Touko's forearm, the blade only shaving off skin and inflicting minor pain, rather than have it simply skewer the arm entirely. The thrust would place Shiki's left arm squarely against Touko's bloodied one, and she would shove it aside with considerable strength. She would draw her left arm closer to her, and then point the blade directly at Touko's chest, performing another thrust that stops just short of her right breast. Shiki's crimson eyes stare intensely at the point where her blade rests for a moment, before she reasserts her gaze to meet Touko's.
"Is that better?"