[ so he really is serious, though she's also not surprised. he's been itching for a fight with her for weeks and she's not once humoured any of his challenges—until now, that is. but at the same time, she's not about to hold back either, not when he's clearly intending to hurt or kill her.
lumine ducks to dodge his attack aimed at her face, his fist missing the top of her head by an inch, and deflects his other hand with a forearm. the blow stings, gritting her teeth as pain radiates up to her shoulder. but there's no point in checking it now, sweeping her leg across the floor to tip him over. ]
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lumine ducks to dodge his attack aimed at her face, his fist missing the top of her head by an inch, and deflects his other hand with a forearm. the blow stings, gritting her teeth as pain radiates up to her shoulder. but there's no point in checking it now, sweeping her leg across the floor to tip him over. ]