Rakshasa didn't move immediately after Victor managed to minimally adjust the impact. She watched another repetition, then another, until she was sure it wasn't an isolated accident. Only then did she decide to speak again, now in a slightly more technical tone, but still direct, without any attempt to soften what needed to be said. "Now that you've stopped wasting force ridiculously, we can start talking about something that really matters," she said, crossing her arms while keeping her eyes on him. "Redirection."
Victor stopped the movement mid-swing, lowering his arm slowly as he turned his face to her. The term wasn't unfamiliar, but it clearly wasn't something he had used until now. "Redirection… how?" he asked, still trying to connect it to what he had just done.
