Niyla smiled, probably feeling too good about her skills than she should. When he fell all of the people watching raised their glass and 'hoorah!' ed.
She came here often, the people loved watching her fight. However, over the year she has been dueling in this Dojo, she had never come so close to losing. He was definitely a force to be reckoned with. And this duel was a test of swordplay, what he could do with the rest of the arsenal she saw on the shuttle is certainly admirable, and ally material. Plus she liked him, perhaps they would become friends.
Niyla offered him a hand. "Please." She said sarcasticly, expressing a sly smile. As she helped him up Niy pulled her hair down and shook it out. "You are a skilled warrior Malik. Don't take it personally, that fight coud have gone either way." She said this hoping he was not feeling down on himslef. "Will you sit with me?" Niyla asked, motioning to an open booth across the Dojo.