"You're pulling your punches again!"
Grigory yelled loudly as he lunged forward, quickly sprinting towards Lin and coming closer, jabbing out his sword.
Lin ducked backwards, and raised his two swords to block the incoming attack from Grigory, and it bounced off the swords. He then turned ninety degrees to the side, formed a fist with his left, and threw it in Grigory's direction.
Grigory backed off, but he didn't look happy about avoiding the fist.
"You could've used your sword! You would've had a way better chance of hitting me!"
"Yeah, but then you would just lose," Lin shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly. "It wouldn't be fun."
"... Do you fight like this with your enemies as well, Mr. Lin Hamill?" Grigory asked as he raised his sword forward, getting into his combat stance.