Mathilde healed herself in a flash of divine light. "Impressive as expected. Even if that dance is not perfect, the accumulating momentum can still help you charge it enough to hit a bit above your weight limit."
Li stood in place, "You healed from that? As expected of an angel. You called it not perfect. What does it lack?" She took a stance, ready to keep fighting even though her body was already at its limit.
Mathilde tilted her head, "First, I am an Archon, not a regular angel. Second, that Sword Dance of yours isn't tailored for your body, and you're using a blade of moonlight instead of your legs." She pointed at her, "You don't learn it, you have to reinvent it."
As they moved for the last time, Mathilde dodged Li's punch, and knocked her to the ground with a single punch, and it was over. "See baby, your body was already failing you."
