Closed We Own The Cage (Kaie)

[Kyra]

Timestamp: 53rd of Summer 513 AV

Kyra arrived in the Spinning Coin in the late bells of the evening. Her long blondish hair parted in the center with a glossy pigtail on each side that hung down upon her small shoulders. Her lithe frame wrapped in night, leather armor with twin tamo daggers at her belt and a smaller assassin's dagger hidden in the back of her right boot. There was a reason for her arrival on this day, the kelvic had received a mystery note offering a job that was said to pay well for her services. She found it odd that it wasn't signed but she assumed it was possibly from Gene.

Some time ago, Kyra had asked him if he knew of any well paying jobs, and he had said he'd keep her in mind. Perhaps he had, and being busy, he forgot to sign or simply didn't think to. Whatever the reason, or whoever the person, Kyra headed inside to find out. The place was busy as it always was, but appeared to be even busier, or at least it was busier than it was the last time that she had visited. Moving further inside, the kelvic pushed her way through the mass of bodies and moved into the area where Gene could usually be found.

Surprisingly, he wasn't there, but someone familiar was. The same Eypharian that she had faced before was in the cage once again. The four armed woman was showing off as she normally did, pounding a mercenary type fighter into the cage floor. The woman was tall enough, but her size still didn't match up to her foe's, and her strength wasn't as brutish. Kyra decided to ignore the woman and didn't bother to watch the match. She was more concerned with learning about the note and who had sent it.

That was until...

"Hey, snowblonde! Snowblonde get in here and face me!"

Kyra sighed and turned around, her bold eyes narrowed and she spoke through clenched teeth. "My name is Kyra. I am no snowblonde."

The Eypharian woman snarled and gripped the cage tightly with all four hands, as if she were about to rip through and shook it hard. "I'll call you what ever I want snowblonde. You gonna do something about it? I dare you to get you scrawny ass in this cage. I dare you.."

Suddenly the crowd surrounding the cage were up in arms. Some cheering, others whispering, and a few even booing. Perhaps they recalled the last time that the two had faced off, or maybe they just knew of the hulking strength of the Eypharian warrior and wanted to see her rip the tiny blonde limb from limb. There was no way for the warrior woman to know, but since last spring, the kelvic had done a lot of training and bettering herself as a hunter as well as a fighter. "It won't end as it did the last time." Kyra said as she stepped towards the cage. "This time I'll do a lot more than hurt your pride."

[Kaie]

"Looking for that Myrian fellow again?"

The voice came as a bit of a surprise to the fearsome looking female sitting at the bar. Kaie turned suddenly toward Gene Duval, quirking a brow at him. It had been a while since she returned to the Spinning Coin. She was surprised the man even recognized her as one of the sellswords of Razkar's crew. After all their little mission had occurred at the start of the season and much time had passed.

The Myrian woman looked over her shoulder again toward the familiar booth for the thousandth time since she arrived. Trying to keep a sheepish expression from her features, Kaie simply shrugged at him. Had she really been that obvious?

"Just looking for something new. Have anything I might be interested in?" She played off, looking at the man hopefully. Gene simply shook his head at her. It was all she could do to keep her groan internal rather than voicing her displeasure. She had been thirsting for an adventure, the kind not even the Fighters Pit could quench. Considering this was the only place she knew to look, she figured she'd stop by and try her luck. Just the day before her kin had mentioned he'd been at it again just days ago. He was her only connection to that world. The place where bloodshed was accepted and paid for. She should've guessed she'd have to leave empty handed.

Just as she turned to go join some aimless gamblers gathered around a pair of roosters, Kaie was blindsided with a shoulder. The Myrian stumbled forward some before whipping around angrily. Immediately her flaming, amber eyes narrowed hatefully. Staring down at her was a dark, hooded figure with a malicious expression.

"Watch where the petch you're sssstepping, sssavage!" The man hissed at her brutally from beneath his cloak. It was like suddenly she was back in the Jungle again. Somewhere deep within the depths of Falyndar, facing the hated enemy. There was no denying what kind of demon had assaulted her. Snake-like eyes were poisonous in their stare. Had Gene not appeared so suddenly to get between the two, Kaie might've hauled off and hit it right then. Instead the beast slunk off toward a shouting crowd. What they were making so much noise about, Kaie didn't know.

"Easy there. If you're going to start a fight in here, it had better be in that damned cage. You understand?" Gene warned her sternly. Still the infuriated woman was leaning this way and that, trying to peer over her shoulder. Watching the Dhani slip farther and farther toward the sound of rattling bars.

"Is that where he's headed?" She asked in a low growl, still trying to follow where her ancient nemesis had slithered off to. Gene turned from her to look behind him and made a face.

"Looks like it. I've seen him here before. A big brute, that one is too," The owner speculated, eyeing her carefully with an entertained smile. No doubt he knew exactly what a woman of her nature was thinking. More so, she was sure he was thinking just how she might attract more bidders to the deadly games. A way to add a fresh pile of coin to his own pocket.

"Where do I sign up?" Kaie demanded with a toxic glare, lip curled in a combination of disgust and pleasure at her competition. She could feel her gladius hanging from the belt at her hip, Kukri sheathed on her lower back, and the springs in her shoes that hid knives in the heel. Gesturing her to follow, Gene led her through the crowd toward the cage. With her cloak flowing behind her lithe figure, Kaie felt nothing but fury beginning to well up within her. The singeing of her gnosis let the Myrian woman know what was to come. Bloodshed. And lots of it.

[Kyra]

The Eypharian woman was seething now, rattling the cage as if she were a caged animal. She still remembered the embarrassment that the tiny blonde woman had caused her twice in one match. It was unthinkable, she was a powerful warrior of the Desert, this woman was nothing more than a child with big pigtails, and yet it was the warrior the people laughed at. The embarrassment was too much and she couldn't redeem her name without destroying Kyra.

"You get in this cage, you get in here now and I'll break you in half."

The crowd surrounding the cage stepped aside, creating a man made trail to lead the kelvic right to the cage door so that she could enter. People were already talking, bets were being placed and the crowd closed in around the cage, making sure that Kyra couldn't turn and run at the last tick. But Kyra didn't want to run, she too had something to prove and a grudge to take care of, still, there was no reason she couldn't add in her own fun. After all, what good was a battle with no spoils.

"Wait, I just realized something. There is no benefit to this fight for me. I defeated you before, there is nothing to prove for me. I do not think I will want to fight you again just because you are angry that you lost before."

Her words were crisp, sweetly innocent with a hint of a tease. The crowd started to grow restless, they wanted a match up and it appeared that the blonde was having second thoughts and that they didn't like. "What do I get out of all this, what is in it for me?" she asked, swaying gently and twirling a finger into one of her pigtails. The Eypharian in the cage snarled through gritted teeth, even pacing back and forth inside the cage. "What are you going on about snowblonde? You want coin, is that it? Fine, 50 gold pieces if you can defeat me."

Kyra smiled, her tongue gently sliding over her full lips, as eyes of golden embers flared with a renewed passion. "Fair enough, I shall take your offer and return to you the beating." In her short years Kyra had heard many expressions and while she didn't understand what some of them meant, for the ones that she did, she tried to use them when the time seemed right. Releasing her pigtail, the kelvic lowered her arms to her side and slowly started off again towards the cage door.

The crowd started up again, voices of cheers, excitement for the fight to come. Some were in favor of the Eypharian wanting to see her rip the tiny girl in half, and others were for Kyra, and some just wanted a good fight. With a sly smile upon her features, the kelvic stopped at the door and lightly shuffled her legs, before she lifted her arms above her head to stretch. She was doing this to purposely force the four armed wild woman to wait.

The crowd seemed to like the show she was putting on, and some even whistled their approval. But the Eypharian wasn't one of them, she was furious and couldn't stand it another tick. Storming over to the cage door, the woman swung it open and reached for her opponent. That was the moment that the kelvic was waiting for. Kyra jumped up, small hands catching hold of the bar just above the opening of the cage door. She lifted herself up, back arching and with both legs together, she swung her body forward slamming her boots right into the chest of the woman. Caught off guard, the Eypharian stumbled backwards and coughed as she tried to catch her breath.

The fight was on..

[Kaie]

"'Alright. Now you just wait here. And please...Wait until I get you in the cage before you start trouble," Gene grunted at Kaie as soon as they reached the edge of the crowd. Kaie only nodded her understanding. She was far too busy seeking her target to pay much attention to what he was saying let alone the crowd. There were far too many similarly cloaked individuals in the audience to possibly pick out on in particular. Kaie would simply have to wait for her prey. It was too bad patience was not one of her better traits.

Without forewarning there came a burst of cheering that caught the Myrian off guard. Turning toward the cage, she tried to see over heads to find out what all the ruckus was about. Kaie stood on the balls of her feet and rocked this way and that. Somewhere between the heads of the onlookers, she made out a striking opponent in the ring. Some four armed beast of a woman with her hands on the bars. She seemed to be shouting down into the crowd though with the loud calls in her ear, she could only catch bits and pieces of the conversation. Kaie whipped this way and that looking for the other person in question. Oddly enough the people began to move as if parting for someone to walk through. Just as she was straining to see who was walking through, Gene returned.

He tugged on her arm, gesturing her to follow him. They weaved through the crowd, more like shoved, until they were right there at the stage. A large, plump man with a thick beard turned to them. Gene immediately leaned over and whispered something in the guy's ear, who then in turn smiled broadly and nodded his understanding. Kaie turned to try to watch the match, hoping to sneak a peek at the action taking place if any. But when she turned back the fat man was gone. Kaie moved closer toward the cage door turning about wildly. He was clearly the guy organizing the fights. She was beginning to fear he had shot her request down. Where the petch did he...?

"ENOUGH YOU TWO!" A voice yelled over the crowd assertively. He seemed to have been pausing the match right in the middle of the fight. There was some shuffling of feet and a banging on the bars that made Kaie wonder if he had brought a bit of muscle in with him. Could he even do that...? "We're going to double the purse tonight with a special match...TEAM DEATH MATCH."

The crowd rose in a thunderous applause, fists raising in the air in approval. Kaie stared at Gene critically as if to say "this is not what I had in mind." The Coin owner grinned at her without much care. All he knew was that his ten percent earning on this fight was going to really stack up.

"Right then. Off you go," Gene encourage with a swift shove in the direction of the cage door. Kaie narrowed her eyes, though her irritation at the entrepreneur was long passed. Replacing it was a spark of hatred that ignited deep within her body. The crowd made way for her and step by confident step, Kaie entered the cage doors. To her right she saw the four armed woman beside her eternal enemy. Clearly they were their own team leaving Kaie with the mysterious opponent who slipped by her vision before. It was probably a good thing she had.

Immediately Kaie recognized her. How could she not? The bright blonde, quiet Kelvic was supposed to have been her comrade. She had also been recruited by Razkar to take out the slaver caravan. The problem was sometime before the battle began, this woman had been no where to be found. Suddenly Kaie couldn't decide which way to direct her fury first.

The Myrian woman stepped toward Kyra's side, keeping plenty of space between them. She watched her the whole way as she moved. Eyes were like daggers beneath her hood but the air about her read aggressive. Turning her back to the cage bars she faced her enemy. Bronzed hands rose to her chest where she undid the tie of her cloak. The heavy shroud fell behind her like a shadow, revealing the lithe warrior woman beneath. Amber eyes caught the dim light to reflect the hues that resembled live fire. Expression was vicious and hellbent. Without looking, the rage filled woman finally addressed her new teammate.

"Let's just hope you decide to stick this one out, Kyra," Kaie said bitterly with eyes only for the snake. Across from her, she watched the slitted eyes analyze her. An arrogant smirk crept up along his pale mouth. The Myrian grit her teeth and curled her lip fiercely in reply. Everything was about to get really interesting.

[Kyra]

The cage door slammed shut behind her, but the kelvic knew that once inside, she had to keep moving and stay on her toes. She moved further into the cage, making sure that she was close to the trusty cage just in case she needed to climb up again. The Eypharian shook off the mild dizzy spell caused by Kyra's quick feet. She was even more pissed now that the kelvic got the upper hand on her for a moment. Two of her hands reached down and pulled the ax at her belt free, leaving her other hands clinched into fist at her side.

The four-armed woman charged in and Kyra quickly darted forward to meet her. The kelvic turned her legs, knees bending as she curled herself into a roll and slid between the bulky woman's legs. She slowed to a stop just behind her, eyes of burning embers flashing open as she glanced up. She jerked her legs upward angling for the same move that she had did the last time that had embarrassed the woman so much. But the Eypharian was ready this time.

Reaching down with her lower arms, she quickly grabbed both of Kyra's legs and roughly pulled her back through with a viscous swing that sent the girl sliding across the floor and into the cage wall. A bit shaken, Kyra slowly pulled herself up, using the cage wall for support. Opening her eyes, the girl released a gasp of terror as she saw the woman diving towards her. Turning away, Kyra was able to roll off the cage just in time to miss the viscous shoulder tackle. But the Eypharian wasn't done, and the moment Kyra tried to move, she grabbed the girl from behind and squeezed her tightly between all four of her arms.

Gasping for air, the kelvic struggled to free herself, a soft moan slipping from between her lips, as she felt the strength of the beastly woman trying to squeeze the life out of her. She continued to struggle to free herself, legs wiggling and the nails on her fingers digging into the woman arms. Finding her footing again, Kyra used the woman's arms to lift up and drop back down, bringing her full weight to land on the woman's bare feet. She cursed, leaning forward on instinct to protect her feet, when her face met with a loud smack against the back of the kelvic's head.

"Arghhh.."

She released the girl, dazed and one hand lifting to touch her head. Kyra took a step forward with her back towards the woman and planted her feet together side by side. With an arch in her back, Kyra flipped herself over backwards, allowing one or both of her boot to kick the Eypharian right in her mouth.

"ENOUGH YOU TWO!" A familiar voice called out.

Kyra spun around to see Gene opening the cage and more people stepping inside. The kelvic was confused now, this wasn't what she had signed up for. The fight was supposed to be between her and the four armed warrior, not a free-for-all battle royal. Another look and she realized that she had seen one of them before. It was one of the dark skinned people that she had met that day in the very same building. "What is the meaning of this?" she asked to the man hiding outside the cage. "That does not make sense, there are no teams here?"

The cage door was slammed and locked, and Kyra watched with wide eyes as the two others walked into the center of the cage, one standing at her side and the other with the Eypharian. Hearing the words of the bronze skinned woman, Kyra flashed her eyes to her quickly, before pulling them back to the two in front of them. It was strange, the woman seemed upset that she didn't finish out their bandit attack. The kelvic hadn't realized that her presences had been needed so much. "I suppose I don't have a choice.."

[Kaie]

It seemed that for ages they stared at each other, both becoming visionaries in their clever plots for victory. And for a moment the crowd went silent and even the dim light faded. All went to black. When the light returned there was no cage, no stage in which gamblers banged on the bars. Instead there were leaves. Thick jungle leaves hanging from long, fat branches in the steamy environment. She could practically feel the moist dirt under her bare feet where she stood. Staring across from her lurked the wretched Dhani. Both standing within an ancient battleground against an ancient enemy.

"What the petch are you four doin'?! Get in there!" A man just behind her screamed from the other side of the cage, banging his fist hard enough to rattle it. No doubt he put the last week's pay on this fight.

Back in the Spinning Coin, Kaie no longer felt her forced ally's presence beside her. Her focus had been placed directly upon her nemesis. There was no way she'd let a deserter shatter her focus. Besides, if this time was anything like the last, Kaie would be cleaning up her end of the battle too. Might as well finish the half that mattered first.

Without wasting another moment, Kaie began her predatory stalk. The Dhani did the same, both distancing themselves from their allies. Occupying one half of the cage for themselves. The Myrian woman's hands twitched at her sides in preparation.

"Goddess Queen, hear your daughter this night. For I have come to spill the blood of the Ancient Enemy in your name. Myri, Goddess of War, guide my fists. My life is yours," She prayed just before rushing forth like an enraged Tskanna. The Dhani only hissed at her and leaned back into his ready stance. Did he have any idea of what was about to befall him?

The Myrian planted her foot and swung a roundhouse kick low toward the snake's knee. Surprisingly, he managed to step back and rocket forth with an offense of his own. Fists flung out toward her face before she could properly transition. Her own lashed out to deflect the blows. That's when she saw the opening. His drops his guard.

The furious woman sent a brutal hook straight for his face. Her knuckles bashed off the side of his face with surprising speed, but not enough to bring the fight to a halt. Before she could get another hit off, the Dhani managed to plant his foot right into her torso. A vicious front kick to gain distance.

Kaie smashed off the cage, causing it to rattle like thunder. She growled as her back hit the metal. Hands flew out to her sides to grip the bars and keep on her feet. Just as she suspecting, the snake raced right after her. Kaie ducked under his arms and appeared behind his back to hurl an elbow into his spine. He yowled and turned wildly with a blind haymaker. Before it could land, the Myrian had it redirected outside his body and to land a knee to his gut. Despite her small victory, their one on one battle was far from over.

[Kyra]

The crowd was on it's feet, a thunderous rumble quaked the floor as the people surrounding the cage stamped their feet in excitement. They had the match of a life time, or perhaps these were matches? Two small, exotic beauties vs two very hungry beast looking to devour them whole. It was a barbarian's dream, or a pig's fantasy, but either way the crowd was getting what they wanted. Gene would be sure to make plenty money off this match up and might have placed a bet or two himself.

The Eypharian was tired of waiting an quickly darted towards Kyra pinning her against the cage. The kelvic slid down, jerking her leg out and kicking the woman right under her left knee causing her last step to slip. Her leg slightly bent, as she caught herself, and Kyra pushed her back against the cage, one leg pushing off the woman's knee as she tried to slip up and roll over the woman's back. But this time, the woman caught her and swung the small kelvic back over her shoulder and against the cage.

Kyra winced from the impact, arms drifting outward as she grasped the cage with her fingers. The Eypharian swung a right towards her head, and the kelvic quickly ducked, but she wasn't fast enough to dodge the fist stabbing into her belly. She gasped for air, her body doubling over right into the arms of the Eypharian who was happy to toss her across the floor. Sliding across the floor, the kelvic turned, digging her heels in to slow her motion.With a hand upon the floor and another behind her, she was able to keep herself from crashing.

"Is that all you got snowblonde? Too bad your pretty boy isn't here to save you." Pausing for a tick, the Eypharian smiled and licked her lips. "Maybe once I'm done with you, I'll go show him what a real woman is like."

Kyra frowned and turned her nose up at the woman. She couldn't imagine the four armed brute showing anyone anything that they would like."You are disgusting, and a brute. He wouldn't want anything to do with you, and it's easy to see why." With a mischievous look upon her features, the kelvic lifted a single hand and daintily waved it in front of her face as if she smelled an odor.

"You'll pay for that you snot nosed, pigtailed brat!"

The Eypharian stormed over towards the kelvic, ax raised as her other arms reached for the girl. Suddenly Kyra jumped up, her feet springing upward as she jerked a stiff knee to collide with the underside of the woman's chin. The forearmed warrior caught of flash of lights, a white, hot pain shivering through her head and neck from the impact that staggered her. Landing on the ground, Kyra pulled a tamo dagger free from her belt and spun around with a slash at the Eypharian's belly.

[Kaie]

Just as she was about to hurl another round of knees into his gut, the Dhani turned his double over into a bear hug. Thick arms wrapped around hers like steel. The Myrian's eyes widened and she growled,trying to compensate for the sudden force pushing her backward. The Dhani began to ram her backward in an attempt to force her off her feet. Thinking quickly, Kaie hammered her hands into his hips to gain room for herself. Working off that, she tried to jam her knee into the beast again and again. Her efforts proved futile, for the snake simply hissed and lifted her off her feet. Within moments, Kaie was slammed onto the stage with the force of the whole male's body.

The breath whooshed out of her immediately. Her back throbbed from the impact and she let out a groan of irritation. All around her she could hear the crowd cheering. Roars of encouragement both for the Dhani to continue his onslaught and for her return to her feet. In her moments to recuperation, the Dhani had already fallen upon her. He straddled her torso and sent a powerful strike into the side of her face. Pain again electrocuted her nerves. And then came his hands.

They were upon her through in an instant. Hoping to choke her out and end his battle quickly. He began squeezing the air from entering her lungs, and her eyes went wide with hatred and defiance.

"Sssso. Not ssso sstrong outssside the jungle are you? Give Dira my regardsss. You'll be meeting her in just a moment," He hissed in Myrian, much to her surprise. She could feel that throbbing in her muscles again and the weakness resulting in lack of oxygen. Yet his words sent a new fire through her body. And to her gnosis.

"Not as soon as you think," She choked out before raising her hands to his wrists in a sudden flash. Fingers plucked him from her throat in one simple motion, head hurtling up to meet his. The Dhani's face contorted with anger and agony as soon as she made contact but before he could retaliate, Kaie had hurled with over her shoulder with her hips. He went sprawling to meet the ground and she was soon upon him.

Just as he was scrambling to his feet, Kaie sent a round of kicks to his side. He tumbled over into the metal bars with another rattle. He hissed at her and narrowly avoided a front kick, letting it resound off the cage dully. When he was up their battle resumed. Though with Myri's mark seering her body, she felt a new round of ferociousness. Her strikes became and harder and faster. Punches of all styles landing on his jaw, rib cage, and kicks assaulting his torso and legs. It wasn't only she sent a vicious roundhouse into the side of his thigh, cramping up the leg entirely, that the game changed.

The male tore out a falchion and lashed at her brutally. A red mark appeared upon her forearm, blood dribbling down her flesh. Immediately the Myrian backed off with a growl, tearing her own gladius from her side.

If it's blood you want, I promise you you'll find plenty of it.

[Kyra]

The Eypharian snarled and quickly jumped back after she tasted the sharpness of the kelvic's blade across her belly. It wasn't a very deep cut, but it pierced the skin causing her blood to leak out and into a pattern down her muscular torso. She raised her arms to cover, ax's and fist raised at all once to protect everything from her head down to her wounded belly.

Kyra swung her arm out, her dagger held at an angle as she struck it across the ax. Her right leg lifted up, a fake strike attempt that ended with her ramming her elbow into the woman's arms instead. She continued the combo, another slash against the guard arms that was finished by a stiff kick to the warrior's lower gut. Suddenly the Eypharian swung out with all four of her arms, looking to decapitate the kelvic in one viscous blow.

Gold eyes went wide, lips parted with a gasp as she threw her upper body backwards. Falling away, Kyra allowed her feet to come off the ground as she folded her knees towards her chest. Landing on her back, she rolled upward to dull the impact of the fall, and swung her legs over her head, before quickly snapping them downward in order to skip up off the ground. It was an impressive move, and the crowd cheered louder at the show that was being put on.

But the Eypharian warrior wasn't happy in the least, and the moment Kyra got back to her feet, she lifted a leg and slammed it right into the girl's stomach. Quickly catching her shoulder, the four-armed warrior gave a wicked headbutt that dazed the kelvic and caused her knees to buckle. But the angery woman wouldn't allow her to fall, instead she held her up, and with once meaty arm, she knocked the girl off her feat and back against the cage. It was hard blow and for a tick everything seemed to slow down for the kelvic as she dropped to her knees and fell onto the floor.

The Eypharian roared in victor, as if she had already won the match. This seemed to hype the crowd up even more as they started to chant her name and bang their fist against the cage walls. Kyra rolled over onto her back, her gaze blurred, but the huge figure going towards her wasn't that fuzzy that she didn't know what it was. Quickly rolling to the side, the kelvis just barely missed a dangerous ax chop, that was aiming to split her open. Another glint of metal caught her eye, and once again she rolled, but in the opposite direction to miss the stab of the woman's other weapon.

Kyra was in a dangerous place now, and she needed to get up fast. Looking away to the cage wall, she quickly pushed off it with her boots, causing her body to turn into a spin. She cradled her head and legs in to make herself go faster, while slinging her arm out to slash at the woman's legs at the same time. The Eypharian hissed and jumped back, but she continued to try and stab the girl even then. Kyra continued her attack until a lucky slash ripped into the woman's shin just as she stepped forward.

[Kaie]

And so their dance began. Both warriors held their weapons tightly in their grasps, circling one another like wild animals. Every once in a while Kaie would step toward him to watch his reaction. His footsteps were smooth but not anything professional. Then again hers weren't either. From what she could tell, this would be an even fight. An even playing field where anything could happen. Isn't this what the gamblers had been waiting for?

Metal met metal in a sudden clash of swords, falchion against gladius. The screeching of the weapons rung out beyond the edges of their fight, further rallying the crowd. Kaie's check slashes were short and defensive, just waiting to see how he would move. A quick try at getting him to open up early on for her to finish it early. Of course nothing was that simple. Myri's battle would continue and it didn't seem to be ending soon. Kaie narrowly blocked one of the Dhani's diagonal slices at her head with a wild slash outward. She thrust his weapon outside his body roughly in a sloppy counter, hoping to be able to ease her own in. He stepped back and swung his falchion down in time to knock hers away. And then they broke apart. Circling a few more times until the battle rose to new heights.

Kaie rushed in with a snarl, gnosis burning and gladius tight in her hand. She swung this way and then, working his defenses with more intensity. The jabs and thrusts were wild and unorthodox. The audience could see she was no gladiator with her weapon. Regardless what she lacked in skin, she made up with tenacity.

Both struggled against one another. The Dhani blocked and knocked her away only to find she'd rebound harder than before. Her speed quickened, working his angles ruthlessly more like she had been wielding a club than a sword. Finally he made a mistake and she would not let him forget. Off a counter, the Dhani struck his blade toward her middle. Stepping off center toward his middle, Kaie managed to spin into him. Her blade raced along his torso just as he was reeling away from her in anticipation. Blood leaked from the wound angrily like colored water from a stream. He hissed and stepped away from her. Free hand held his center and he stared down at it. Slit eyes flashed from the wound to her. His sword only gripped tighter in his hand. A flesh wound. But a mark on him by a Myrian all the same.

He returned brutally, bringing his sword down across at her from above so hard she hardly was able to hold him off. Gladius and falchion struck each other just before her face, arms tensing to keep the edge back. She grit her teeth, eyes narrowed and dark. Though for a moment her sight flickered behind her assailant to catch her teammate receive a vicious headbutt. Kaie was distracted for a moment, watching the four armed woman lift the tiny Kelvic and hurl her into the cage. She almost cringed hearing the harsh rattle of the bars. Noticing her redirected eyesight, the Dhani shifted gears and aimed low. His sword raced along her lower calf causing a searing pain and a cry from the Myrian.

She crouched down onto one knee before the sword decapitated her entirely. She grimaced and jut her sword forward to keep him back. He swung way past her just in time for her to pop back up with a vengeance. Hoping for a swift end to her enemy with a stab to his chest, the Myrian sailed forth. The Dhani instead went with his sword out of the way, spun, and send a powerful kick right into her chest. Kaie's eyes went wide as her feet back pedaled furiously to no avail. Instead she was forced backward. Right into the last person she'd ever want to smash into. The petching snowblonde...