Miming a block and actually attempting to stop a blow are two entirely different things. Myri learned that the hard way once Buffy's staff came in contact with her body. The hit wasn't enough to stagger her, but she was certainly awake now. She adjusted her footing and took a breath.

"Again." She wasn't going to stop until she felt like she could do this in the field. The people they encountered out there wouldn't wait for her to think about how and what she was doing. She knew how ruthless it could be and this time, she wasn't going to be the doe-eyed girl who stood helpless while the war waged.