Leia's not used to being deligated to the defensive so quickly. Then again, she's never had the chance to fight someone this powerful before.

Her brother was weak and unprepared for her. It was such an easy victory, but sill...he had potential.

This, however...this was strange, not having the upper-hand. Her arm feels the jolt as the blades clash, buring the air around them. She jumps back in an attempt to get her bearings, sweeping her blade to defend against both ends of the other's 'saber.