~Seven~“To retreat is not to be defeated, but to step back, once or twice, is to throw your opponent off his guard, oui?” Jules instructed from behind his headgear, his voice echoing against its hard shell as it echoed in the empty basement chamber.
Jeanne nodded, understanding. She thanked the good Lord for her uncle this morning and these lessons that drove the many disquieting thoughts born the night before from her mind.
“Ah, oui. Then, en garde. Bon, bon.” Her uncle acknowledged her proper form of the starting position.
“Now, retreat,” he ordered.
Jeanne's back foot lifted off the ground as her front rolled to the heel. Then, quick and together, they moved with a flash and she moved a step backward.
“Bien. Retreat, retreat.” Jules gave the order for her to make the same move agai
