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Nyra watches him widen his stance. She is mirroring the movement. 
As he rushes forward, so does she. He goes for her legs, to which Nyra leaps sideways and whips inward, aiming her head for his shoulder in an attempt to punt him sideways and away. 

A more or less playful move, like an elder toying with an apprentice.
It was all in good fun, but she'd get serious in no time as their spar progresses.