The Sentinels Mean enough to stare your demons down

No worries!  that was kinda my intention too, wrapping it up :)

In trying to push Aria down, he had focused his weight askance, and so in his leaning, had little solidity of foundation.  It was a move that was a toss-up... a less aware opponent might not have noticed the advantage, but Aria seemed to have some experience.  She took note of it, he assumed, for she was deft in using the situation against him.  Her shove carried his weight through and he stumbled.  Unable to catch his footing and regain his stance, he fell sideways onto the ground, this time for the last time.  Her pounce pinned him, and he gave a deep laugh as he was subjected to her victory celebration.

"Alright, well fought!" He praised her, rolling after she'd finally let him up onto his stomach but remaining laying down.  His breath was coming a bit heavily, for the fall and fight had both winded him.  But his approving grin didn't waver as he appraised her, noting to remind Eilidh of that particular tactic if/when he held her lessons.  "You've had some practice, yes?"