Fight hard, fight well (Open)

Wait, had his plan actually worked? That was weird. Nonetheless, it was a win for him, and a fair one. Eva had surrendered. He decided to seathe his sword and went on to take another spear to throw, just to act cool/careless. "Nice fight, wasn't it?"he asked, not looking towards her, but towards the dummy he aimed at, before landing a solid hit.

Eva picked up her weapon, sheathing it, brushing the dust from her clothing. "Yeah and fairly won too." She wasn't a sore loser, she had lost the fight fair and square. There would be no point in denying that fact.
She took several long gulps of water from her bottle, then rejoined him throwing her javelins like nothing had happened.