He watched her fall into a lose fighters stance. It already told him a lot about her training or lack-there-of. His misty green eyes were sharp and focused as he centered himself and readied for an attack. He wanted her to strike first, to see how she moved and struck but she looked as if she was in a defensive pose.

He stepped forward quickly and a second before punching her, he dropped to the ground and swept a leg just below her knees. It was the only place that he knew he wouldn't break anything if he hit her. She'd gone down, be bruised but be fine.

He didn't give his actions away and was testing her reactions.