[Finally, a spark of life in him. Good. Ravus wastes no time on words now. He brings up his saber to block Gladio's swing, having to use both hands to keep the weapon steady and divert the blow to the side.
Ravus pushes back, using the speed afforded by his lighter weapon to his advantage. It will not be easy to land strikes on Gladiolus if he's fighting in earnest, but Ravus is pissed enough to be highly motivated to do so. He'll only hit with the flat of the blade or the hilt, but he does aim to make it hurt. He'll take whatever hits Gladio can land in turn. The physical pain is mostly lost to the rage he's finally surrendering to.]
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Ravus pushes back, using the speed afforded by his lighter weapon to his advantage. It will not be easy to land strikes on Gladiolus if he's fighting in earnest, but Ravus is pissed enough to be highly motivated to do so. He'll only hit with the flat of the blade or the hilt, but he does aim to make it hurt. He'll take whatever hits Gladio can land in turn. The physical pain is mostly lost to the rage he's finally surrendering to.]