The flow of action was moving well, Sasuke releasing her ankle as soon as he felt her using it for leverage and spinning around to meet her -- but what was that brush of air? It felt almost like chakra, just a shade off, and when he was facing her again his eyes were red with the Sharingan, assessing to see if it was a fluke of movement or if she was channeling her energy like a shinobi might to cushion movement.

"You move well," he observed in the meantime. "But you're not using your weapons. You're just hindered by them."