Sephiroth leaned backwards and as he began to pace backwards and do the combat-dance with his partner, he dodged the swings of the jian blade to and fro. A scowl formed on his face when the tip came very close to his face at one point. With the speed of the swings, he quickly discovered that Jenna had managed to slice off some of the hairs on his left bang.
The close-quarters were not helping – he was at optimum performance when his sword was able to swing. He could do little more at that moment than raise it up and use the thin blade to block. A soft growl of frustration escaped him and finally he stopped pacing backwards to begin his advance. He was rather surprised when he learned that he could block the blade with a singular hand – under normal conditions a strike like that would have cut through his glove and into the flesh of his hand.
With this discovery in mind, he wasted no opportunity in grabbing at the length of the blade. After getting a firm grip on her jian, he dropped his own sword and attempted to tug hers away, wanting to disarm her. In the same fluid movement he attempted to sweep her legs out from under her.