‘ Then I’m glad. ’ relief flashed through once concerned face,
all the while aiding said woman with a little pull. Only then he releases
his hold after taking in her well adjusted form, giving them enough time
to dust off dirt from their garments. His gaze traveled to an unsheathed
sword that presented itself on her side. ‘ You tell me about it. ’ he 
responded with a slight chuckle, shoving a hand into his pocket whilst
the other took its time to grab onto the weapon that he had thrown
not too long ago. ‘ The herd was overwhelming by the looks of it,
I’m surprised you managed to deal with them by yourself. ’

It’s not everyday he had seen a woman with a sword; 

               especially when the sight was of them dancing 
                                      with so much power && grace.

 It felt as though she was born a samurai.
&& he was left impressed.