"Kelly vs. Lamina (Spar)" or something

"Mm.."
Lamina observed Kelly's attempt.

"Try that again... but your back foot, in this case your right, the toes need to be pointing outward. If both of your feet are facing forwards, it's easy to accidentally topple over. Also, when you're moving your forward foot into the step, lift it from the ground as little as possible. It's almost like.. you're sliding the foot, like this."

Lamina again demonstrates the perfect lunge with an exaggerated angle, one in which she leaned far forwards and her sword went somewhat low, but clearly reaching for the greatest possible reach she could achieve with her sword. She holds the posture for a second, then returns to standing.

"Try it."

"Um, yeah. Notice how the point of your sword is driven forwards? But your sword arm stays extended, you never pull the sword back and then push it forwards again. And you're generating plenty of power... your back thigh that drives the thrust is much stronger than your sword arm is."
Lamina demonstrates again, this time to call attention to her elbow, which stays straight through the entire maneuver.

"Sure."
Lamina revisits her own stance. She wonders how much Kelly has learned from her quick demonstration.

As Kelly shuffled forwards, Lamina stepped forwards with her right leg, leaning to the fore and propelling her sword's point to cross the remaining three feet of distance, reaching for a thrust to Kelly's forward thigh from a considerable range to disrupt her advance.

Lamina recoils quickly, both the extended arm and her step, pulling back like the strike of a snake. The sheer range of her strike assured that she was safely covered in event of a failure, but it also prevented her from countering when her sword was just slightly deviated aside. She returns to her position and begins circling counter-clockwise.

"Much better."

Lamina gave a tiny shriek as she had been nearly overrun, caught almost off guard by Kelly's excellent rhythm and understanding of tempo. Fortunately, Lamina's form was also very well practiced, and her withdrawal had originated from two sources: her forward right leg, which propelled her backwards, and her elbow, which pulled the sword back from its extended thrust.
Kelly did just as Lamina may have done in a similar situation. And in most cases it would probably have worked... though as a practiced fencer, she was quick on her feet. Retaining mechanical advantage in her right shoulder, she further augments the nature of her sword's withdrawal, so that as the blade moves diagonally upwards from its prior thrust, its new defensive angle sweeps across her chest, forcing Kelly's sword point just inches past her left flank.

From here, the distance is close... dangerously close. Her right arm juts forward again, a merciless jab to the solar-plexus pressure point, hitting without reservation with the hilt of her sword.
"HYAH!"

From here, Lamina's left hand shot upwards, her palm striking very forcefully against Kelly's packed right fist that brought the dagger to bear as she closed in on her. Lamina's hilt struck something solid, but she kept backpedaling, her right foot shooting up into a vicious front kick with the heel of her foot - which in theory was a defensive motion to prevent an advance, but in practice would most likely help drive Lamina back. She exhaled sharply through her teeth as she kicked, her eyes narrowed as Kelly pressed her fight-or-flight instinct.

Lamina's kick had been very swift, like a sudden jab from the legs. In the time Kelly's hands released the weapons, fingers unwrapping from the hilts as she shot for Lamina's leg, her leg would be on its descent. With a wide scooping motion, Kelly might still manage to get ahold of her descending leg in some manner of awkward fashion, even if just by the fingers... and this would be enough to cause her to hop upon her other leg as she fought to stay upon her feet. Lamina did find herself shocked and jolted by Kelly's aggression, but she was the one who retained control of her weapon and kept that space (by using her feet) between them. Within that space, Lamina brought her sword to bear, presenting its edge against Kelly's body, moving her sword to the neck or armpit--whichever was more available.

"N-NO!"

Even should she be taken down to the ground, she'd use her sword as her one remaining advantage. The look in Lamina's own eyes was fierce, as she fought to match Kelly's determination and aggression.

Lamina seizes this moment, the motion of her stomping and the movement of Kelly's right hand. The movement of both limbs presented an opportunity. She'd slip back and away with a great hop, pulling her sword back into position between them, retaking her initial stance. Lamina glared angrily down the length of her blade, its point quivering with her adrenaline.
"OH YEAH? WELL COME GET ME THEN!"