since Jikan's mero gauntlet hit i'm rolling for the effect

The member 'Jikan' has done the following action : Spin

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'Dice 100' : 46

rolling again due to millenium puzzle

The member 'Jikan' has done the following action : Spin

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'Dice 100' : 57

past event breakdown:

Hovering in the air for a split second and Jikan body sliding along the ground. In that short piece of time Jikan landed two punches. It was not much but it was enough for now. Lucreita was such a large woman, almost twice as tall as Jikan in her current form. She was big before but in this form it was insane. She had to have a meter and a half reach with her arm, with the staff and the tip of the blade...it was probably 4 meters if she fully extend and held it by the end of the shaft. Even if she did not do that she would have a troublesome range, probably in the 2 to 3 meter range. Jikan was a lot faster than Luc, somehow, but it would something she would have to content with.

An exciting challenge!

That was what Jikan thought as she started her run towards Luc. Her blows landed cracking Luc's armor a bit, maybe one more hit would break it. But the fight would not be over just because of that. Luc whirled around when she landed on her feet, swinging out her spear in an arc as Jikan made her way towards her. The giant 10 feet tall body of Luc towered over Jikan's 5'8 frame as she approached, this close she could perhaps move or slide out of the way, but with Luc aiming for her this close it would not be easy. She would have to try something else...

Jikan continued her motion forward, as Luc swing her spear in an arc to hit her, Jikan would do the same as she attempted to approach her head on from the outside of her swing.  She would swing her right arm, the one that held her gauntlet, in a closed fisted strike. If it made contact, she would then open her palm and grab the shaft of the spear. This was her attempt to strike the spear to block the blow as well as grip it, hopefully lowering its mobility a little so she could move forward with more of a gap in Luc's ability to respond using her speak. If Jikan was able to reach close enough to Luc, Jikan would throw out her left hand in a tiger fist palm strike to Luc's chest. She would then follow up striking with her left hand again, doing a palm strike to Luc's elbow that held her spear. After this was down, Jikan would attempt to keep as tight of a grip on the spear as she could will moving almost breathing distance to Luc, running forward while holding the spear firmly.

Wc: 495
Twc: 1170 / 1800

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With so many people being faster than her it often made luc feel like she was a slow yet ponderous fighter. One that were she to actually connect with someone would make the blow a thousand times rewarding. If she could yet but land a single blow against a faster opponent Lucretia would consider that personally a win in her book. The other was quick to react, quick on her feet and honestly Lucretia’s respect for her friend grew as she seemed to hold no fear towards the towering behemoth that was lucretia’s natural prowess.

Though often enough fighting styles differed and their reactions differed as well. Lucretia was able to register that Jikan was looking to open palm strike her spear; the woman knew that either she was looking to jar the strike in a fashion or clasp around it. The latter of which quickly being true. Lucretia had a small timeframe to react to the follow up; which while Jikan was able to land her blow against lucretia that itself was not without a threat. She was close enough to where Lucretia would have a pretty advantage to the fact her friend was trying to use her own spear as leverage against her. The woman wouldn’t hesitate in kicking out with her foot. Looking to catch the smaller woman’s chest in a rather forceful kick.

This motion would pull her spear and elbow out of the way of Jikan’s second strike while also pulling her friend forward into her oncoming kick if they didn’t let go. Lucretia could feel her armor on her chest crumble from that blow and there was a moment where Lucretia had to wonder just how hard Jikan must have trained to be able to smash well forged armor like that apart.

WC
[652/2000]

Spoiler:

pre post break down:

As a fighter, no martial artist. Jikan held proud of her abilities. Her growing understanding and abilities of her mana and connected magic. Her physical speed, endurance, and strength. Her style of fighting that grew with each opponent. But most importantly, her sharp and thinking mind. It was something she was grateful for seeing that she was able to successful use it. It was a type of strength that one could not put in numbers but could only see. That was why she was proud of her large friend. She was a slow mover with strength but with what she lacked in speed she made up with experience and quick thinking!

For after Jikan blocked Luc's spear strike and dealt a blow to her chest, Luc countered moving to pull her spear back with Jikan's hand still clapped around it. Throwing out a strong kick that rocked Jikan's chest, causing the large mass of sensitive chest to jiggle fiercely as the blow went through her body. Her phasing cloak was ripped to shreds from the blow. Somehow the soft material protected her from the damage, but the message of Luc's powerful kick was clear to Jikan.

As a by product of these actions by Lucretia. Jikan's strike to the elbow was off, hitting nothing but as before quickly coming back to Jikan's body. Luc was not the only one that could think fast after all. Once Jikan felt Luc's kick, Jikan would draw her left hand back into a palm strike to Luc's leg while it was still in the air doing her best to keep a grip on Luc's spear as well with her right.

Jikan would follow this up with jumping into the air, throwing a kick from her left leg into Luc's arm that held her spear. After this Jikan would extend her body out while maintaing hold of the spear, aiming a left handed punch to Luc's fluffy face. She would yell out words of encuragment and excitment as she threw out her punch. "THAT WAS A NICE COUNTER LUCRETIA BUT I GOT A LOT MORE IN ME".

Wc: 366
Twc: 1536 / 1800

post breakdown:

Lucretia was the sort of woman that had been fighting against a world since the day she was born. Born to her father that wanted a boy, born to a mother that was a liar about where and whence she came. A liar that had transformed a little girl into a strong killer by their simple existence alone. Her experience as a hunter had shown her the ferocity that people had within them and Jikan had taught her in the few meetings that she too held the ferocity that only beasts could manage.

They both had experience in fighting, that much was clear and if there was an audience the both of them would be covered in the waves of approval. But the silence of the two women sparring with one another; punctuated by grunts or clanging of metal against metal would be all that came from it.

With her blow landing against Jikan’s body Lucretia felt a small pang of regret that was quickly washed over by a furious amount of bloodlust from her wolfen counterpart. One that she had to beat back; she wasn’t looking to seriously hurt her friend. Ever since fighting the werewolf known as shepherd she had never been brought close to death and that wasn’t something she wished on many.

She felt the palm strike from the other on leg, grunting with pain as she felt her body quake with the strike. Jikan was a powerful opponent and one that she was happy to fight against. If she could only have friends like this that were willing to combat her toe to toe. But for every single strike that luc was capable of making against her friend the other made what seemed to be three and it was hard to figure out where it would be coming from. A dangerous contender that she would without a doubt respect for the years to come.

She felt the crack of the leg against her arm next; The next strike had to be somewhere well within reach and the werewolf instead brought her spear down with her friend still holding onto the spear. Looking to slam her opponent into the ground once, and if she still held on? She’d bring the woman up, over and down again onto the opposing side of lucretia.

”I wouldn’t ask you for anything less than your all!! And what am I but to give as much as I can?”

She felt her blood spike, something somewhere shifted and the werewolf’s face slowly broadened into a grin that split it into twain. Fangs glistened and the wolf within her no longer seemed to show the same bloodlust as before. It just now wanted a good time with the friend in front of her.

WC: 461
WCT: 1,113/2000

Spoiler:

pre post breakdown:

Fighting was a lot of what Jikan knew. She was born to lead, born to continue a name, a legacy, and born to be a weapon. It was what she was, her idenity, her purpose. The purpose that was forced on her. No choice in playing with other kids. No choice in dressing up and being a lady as a child. No choice...in just being a kid. Her family name was all that mattered, duty was all that mattered. The family's honor, legacy, and pass was all that it mattered. Be damned was her wishes, desires in between fighting monsters of the night. Be damned her cries of not being locked in a dungeon and experimented on, toyed with to be stronger. To be their perfect solider. They just needed her to fight, to protect what they wanted. ...and it worked. She became strong. And even if it became her choice to protect her younger siblings. She became a weapon that obeyed.

But that was the past.

She was free now, she had choices. Good evil, legal or not. She did not care. SHE WAS FREE. She could feel. She could make bonds. And even though she hated the traces in her at times...she could fight when she wanted. Kill when she wanted and not be forced to. Grow stronger if she wished. And that meant she could break any chains anyone tried to put on her. It made her have an edge she couldn't erase, but at least she had a friend that shared that fierceness.

Jikan's blows hit, most of them. But she felt the recoil of them. A new thing in her long experience of fighting. Was this Luc's skin? A magic? Maybe a effect from her new armor or weapon? Regardless...Jikan expected to deal with this each time she landed a hit. It was going to be hard to handle that with how much damage she expected Luc could deal out.

Jikan had intened to throw out a punch to the head, but as Luc slammed her staff down, it made Jikan's target location change. Changing from the head to Luc's body. In the motion of this it would likely hit causing 1xS damage. After which had to deal with the rest of Lucretia's moves. Getting slammed into the ground using her spear, Jikan would have no choice but to take the 3xA damage. She had to think of what to do, that was a powerful blow.

In the meantime she would hold on, causing Luc to raise it back up again. However, at this point Jikan would let go. Using the position in the air to move closer to Luc's person space. Hopfully that would make it very hard for the down strike of the spear to hit her again. As Jikan crouched down, she would then spin on her back on the ground. Throwing out a swingin' kick to Luc's right leg again while throwing out a second kick to Luc's chest. Both of which would deal 1xS damage if able to hit. After doing this Jikan would roll away, attempting to dive in between Luc's legs to move behind her 7.5 meters, throwing out a chop to her left (3xA) and (1xS) right legs as she moved. Before jumping back up to face luc.

"I feel the same. You are a true warrior Lucretia, it is a privileged to get to spar against you". Jikan stomped her feet into the ground, grounding herself. "Come my friend!".

Wc: 600
Twc: 2,136 / 1800
wc requirement met!

post breakdown:

Their struggles were different, their struggles made them who they were today. If their situations had been reversed perhaps it could be said that they would have met int he same venue. Been the same kind of friends. Just flipped around. Was freedom that they had really truly the case? Or perhaps they were locked into certain ventures no matter what their choices indicated. It was hard to know.

The pressure of this fight wasn’t exactly getting to lucretia; if anything it reminded her of how far she came and how much further she needed to go. Dropping her friend along with that strike came with some caveats. She felt the blow shift from her face to her chest. The second blow that lucretia had managed against her friend both of them could feel. It made her heart race a little faster.

Her positioning was tight, it would be hard to use her spear and Jikan was the sort that used it to her advantage. In normal cases Lucretia would likely been caught up and twisted up in her friends blows. But rather than just stand there and take the blows that her friend was looking to deal with she'd instead leap up and over the smaller woman covering an impressive distance of 10 meters. A blow of her own coming from her free hand while she lunged. Looking to make a swipe at her friend.

She felt her chest ache and the woman landed heavily on her feet. The woman was huge in comparison to her friend. Cumbersome almost even without the armor. The wolf considered her actions and could feel her body wanting to end this fight swiftly. But hearing her friend speak and want to fight with her… The wolf grinned ear to ear.

"You gift me with such a honorary title Jikan. True warriors together are we? Or would you consider yourself more a monk with those fists of yours?"

She wasn’t as fast as her friend and with the two of them separated by a considerable amount she’d rush forward. Spear in one hand and grasping fist in the other. Her goal was to grab any offending limb that her friend may offer to her in an attack before slamming them into the ground. A simple but brutal tactic that could be followed up with many different options.

WC: 393
WCT: 1,506/2000

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pre post:

Jikan wondered how long had he bad been fighting her friend? With the speed they were moving it would be very fast probably. In all honesty, with the type of actions they could do each second, she doubt if one minute had passed yet. That was a funny thing. To the untrained eye, blurs were moving. Bodies popping in and out of existence before the sound of blows echoed excited booms of impact and small talk. To Jikan and Lucretia. It was much slower. Things happened at a 'normal' pace for them. Not out of their reals of perception and if not due to positioning, pace, and counter action, they could attack and do a lot of things. This time of power, power of magic users and true adventures in general, was frightening to the common being.

Jikan landed the two blows to Lucretia's torso. However it would not be the same case for all of Jikan's moves. As Jikan spun on her back on the ground, throwing out kicks, one to Luc's leg and the other to Luc's exposed chest. Lucretia jumped into the air, avoiding the strike to her head but still taking the one to her body. The leap over Jikan's body was a good option, the movement causing Jikan's follow up strikes to both of her legs to be off completely. While she did those strikes that would miss, Luc would throw out a swipe at Jikan, after taking the blow Jikan would roll forward a she planned before and create a 7.5 meter distance. She was not sure where Luc hit her but it had some power behind it. Once Jikan's roll and Luc's jump were completed, there would be a 17.5 meter distance between the two as both of them faced each other and talked.

"Oh I don't know Lucretia. A warrior exists in many ways and names. I like using martial arts so perhaps a monk is fine with me".

Once they were done talking the fight would continue. With Luc's strength and size Jikan focused on her speed during the fight and trying to use it to her advantage. It took a lot of work and an equal amount of pain but Jikan was able to deal some solid blows to Luc's core. The attacks did not do the job but eventually they seemed to impact the larger fight. For as Jikan watched Luc try to move forward, she seemed to move at a much slower pace, walking 5 meters per second.

Jikan would choose to run towards Luc at 7.5 meters per second. With both of their motions, this would result in the 17.5 meter distance between the two to be shortened to 5 meters. As Jikan reached this point, she would shift her run and move to run at an angle towards Luc's right side going 15 meters per second, attempting to get to the back of her friend before throwing out a left to Luc's possibly exposed back while attempting to attack Luc's right arm with her right hand.

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The seconds crawled, the movements the two of them made were of a dance that only one would be left standing after. Well. It wasn’t like the two of them were going to hurt each other to the point of death or even maiming. They were friends and there would be an eventual cut off point. At some point they would call it quits and it was hard to say where that would be.

The movements she made before were normal pace but she felt her body work its way to a crawl. She could feel her start to reach her current limit. But would she stop? Would she hold up a hand to wave her friend off? No. That would be disrespectful. She felt a ragged breath suck in through clenched teeth of pain. Her chest felt like someone had hit it with a freight train.

Her eyes locked onto where she had struck her friend; noting that she hit… probably a bit harder than she meant to. The size of her hand compared to jikan’s body was like when a child interacted with a somewhat large dog. Sizeable enough to where you could consider it a threat on its own but never would due to the fangs being held back. Luc glanced down at her hand, it was shaking and she’d slowly exhale. Trying to even out her breathing with little success.

”Aye. If you wanted to be a tad specific I suppose. I don’t think either of us would enjoy the monk lifestyle though.”

Lucretia let out a small chuckle and then felt herself groan a bit. It hurt to breathe and even laugh. Maybe after this she’d have to sleep off a lot of this fight. The woman adjusted her stance. It would be next to impossible for her to run or even lunge at her friend. Though since her friend didn’t come at her directly her grapple attack would never go off.

Lucretia’s eyes flicked to follow her friend; who was moving far faster than what lucretia was capable of doing at the moment. She couldn’t whirl on a dime like that either and would feel that strike collide with her back. The impact resonated with her, she felt her body adjust and as though by reflex she brought her left arm around in a vicious elbow strike. As luc was left handed that’s where she would be adjusting from; Jikan’s strike to her right arm would be off as that arm was yanked away from the strike.

Whether or not Lucretia hit Lucretia would cough a bit; the constant and solid blows to her core and frame were rocking her to the foundation. She didn’t want to stop but it was getting hard to concentrate; hard to breathe. The shakiness in her hand was evident but Lucretia seemed to push past this in a moment at best. One last driving force of her spear towards jikan and whether or not it hit… Well. That would be up to her friend’s reaction speed.

There was another time that lucretia had felt like this; but rather than the looming fear of death at the hands of a werewolf she instead felt this strange calm washing over her like it was going to be fine regardless of how things ended.

WC: 553
WCT: 2059/2000 [WC met]

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Moving now Jikan felt the impact of her friend's blow. A ping of pain in her core as she planned to throw out her attacks towards her friend's body from behind. It was all there in a mental image, even a possible counter attack from Lucretia. It was all there in a screen playing out and it just needed its actors. However, it was not meant to be!

With her cloak broken it made sense that Luc would go for the body, just as Jikan had down through the fight as well. It was the biggest target as well. She thanked her training and solid body. It had just enough endurance to stay moving normal, until now. As Jikan made her way to move towards Luc, she realized she couldn't run. A wave of pain saying no went through her lungs as she tried to go further than her core to allow. As product, instead of running Jikan was only about to walk. A bit embarrassed at this, she walked 5 meters per second for the first 5 meters while talking to her friend, reducing the distance from 17.5 meters to 12.5 meters. "Eh...well. This is embarrassing. I'm feeling your blows now... This is a bit bad. I am not going to hold back with you next time. This is far too tough for a spar without using magic against you", Jikan would walk again, moving 3.5 meters forward keeping her hands up to protect her body. At the end of this from her walking, there would be a 9 meter distance between her and luc after the few seconds passed from her walking and talking.

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The two of them were certainly battered, bloody and there wasn’t much that they could do otherwise. They were both dragging ass in a way; both of their chests had taken a beating and the fact that both of their armor was broken weighed on Lucretia’s mind. She had to wonder how expensive Jikan’s stuff was compared to hers.

Though with the both of them like this it was clear that the actions from before hadn’t happened and the woman rubbed her face with a hand. She felt a little silly; was that a hallucination of some form? It was hard to tell. The woman adjusted herself and stalked forward. Moving at the quickest she could manage. A whole five meters seemed like an eon in comparison to how they were moving before. At this point the two of them would be 7.5 meters apart.

”Heh… The both of us moving sluggish when giving our all in close combat. I’m feeling your blows just the same as you’re feeling mine.”

Hearing that the other wasn’t using their spells the werewolf blinked; that would have likely spelled the end of the werewolf in this fight. It was hard to really say that they wouldn’t end in the same fashion. But something that lucretia also had to say…

”Given you have spells and I really don’t… heh. It’d have a very clear winner.”

The two of them were about four meters apart from one another; it’d be easy to ease into striking distance between the two of them. Lucretia only had to move about half that distance in order to be able to strike at her friend with the full extent of her spear. But that seemed a little shitty given the situation. Feeling her honor burning on her chest and in her mind she’d move just about the same distance between the two of them. Ending up about a meter apart before giving a thrust of her spear. She wasn’t going for the chest given the defensive posture but the arms were still a good target too.

The two of them were definitely the sort that would not go down easy and lucretia wasn’t expecting it to wrap up in a neat bow but that was fine…

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Jikan was glad that this was a friendly spar. If this was a real fight, where the winner mattered more to the outcome of something. Such as her life, the safety of her adopted kids, or even the guild hall and the town that was under her protection. Jikan could not have afford to not use her magic. Not when those things were on the line when she faced someone as powerful as Lucretia. Even though she had magic, she still had a desire to improve her melee fighting skills. Given that, there were times that she deliberately chose not to use her magic in an attempt to improve and push past her limits.

But god was one hard, harder than any none magic fight she had had in a long long time.

"Hehehe, you say that Luc, but I am not sure that would be the case to be honest...".

Luc was moving towards Jikan again, a moment that Jikan did to rest and prepare for their likely final clash. As Luc moved their positions changed as the both moved. With Jikan 17.5 meters away to 12.5 meters away, then from 12.5 meters away to 9 meters away. With Luc's motion at the same time, that distance changed from 9 meters to 4 meters away. Seeing her friend approach she readied her body to something, anything in an act of defiance to not lost this spar. Lowering her stance she readier her fist still and her knees to be ready to spring into action. Jikan knew Luc had the reach advantage her, with her long arms and spear Jikan was in trouble with being limited with her just her arms and legs.

With a bit of dread Jikan tried to ready herself and moved forward the same time that Luc moved again after reducing the distance between them to 4 meters. Jikan's next move probably was not a smart thing to do, but Jikan could only roll with what Luc gave her. As Luc moved 3 meters to end the distance between them to only 1 meter. It was a decision that would have put Luc at the edge of Jikan's 1 meter reach and Jikan within the 2.9 meter reach of Luc thanks to her spear assuming she would continue to hold it by its halfway point.

If Luc had chosen to hold it by its base and attack, she would have a terrifying reach of 3.9 meters. It was a thankful thing, Luc giving Jikan a chance at least. The 1 meter distance possible tighter for the werewolf warrior to act in depending on how she acted, but if it was a simple stab then her movements would probably be normal. If anything easier since she did not have to extend the spear as much. For Jikan, it would at least give her a smudge of a chance to hit with her 1 meter reach with her limbs. But...

Her knowledge of this reality was a scary factor that made Jikan want to limit that reach and cause Luc difficult with moving in a more compact target area as much as possible. Thus, when Luc moved forward her second time so did Jikan, changing the once 1 meter distance outcome between them to 0.5 meters between them. Would that play to Jikan's benefit or would it simply make it that much easier for Luc if she chose to stab? The end results would tell!

Jikan stepped in when did her final movements to reduce the distance between the two of them to 0.5 meter. Turning her body sideways in a horse stance, shifting her body and arms away from Luc's thrusting arm while throwing out hammer fists aiming for Luc's chest with both of her hands. For good measure, Jikan would also try to use her front leading foot to step onto Luc's foot. Hopfully providing another possible place to land a blow on her powerful friend while limiting their movement if she was successful in pressing down on the limb. Luc thrusted out with her spear now at the same time that Jikan did this. Jikan could either hope that the space and movement would somehow make Luc miss, if not, she would have to bear through it. If these blows hit, they would deal 1xS damage each.

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post breakdown:

If this fight was real lucretia didn’t know how it would turn out; her reasons for fighting likely weren’t anything close to the reasons for what jikan fought for. She didn’t have as many personal attachments as the other. They had children actively in their life, a guild that would be under her guidance in some fashion or another. Lucretia had lived a fairly carefree life of simply just a hunter; nothing to protect but the overarching humanity. But that sometimes wasn’t enough for some people. Hearing the chuckle and the words that her friend stated the werewolf considered ever so briefly…

”I don’t know if either of us would want to find out either.”

Lucretia mused a bit; with the reach that she would have had with the spear it wouldn’t have been hard for her to get that strike in. end the fight in a blow that wouldn’t have felt earned. Lucretia’s eyes flicked and followed the various motions that Jikan made; trying to better understand what was going on here.

Closing the distance was important for the both of them, but their effective ranges would be vastly different given the weapons they possesed. The wolf found her face splitting into a grin rather than any other emotion. They were so close at this point it was hard not to feel the emotions or hurt that the both of them were going through. A mere .5 meters away from one another. It was almost so close to the point of where Lucretia’s spear would be useless if she fought like a regular fighter.

Her thrust went wide and lucretia felt the crushing force of that first strike but the second she’d fall backwards to avoid it. Feeling her breath catch in her throat as she threw out one of her own. But given the angle that was going on lucretia less took a blow to her own crippled chest than to one to her face. Knocking her senseless for a brief moment.

Regardless of whether or not her own blown landed the werewolf would stagger back and fall down to one knee. Albeit painfully she felt something else grip at her body. Something that she had only felt grip at it a few times before. She didn’t know where this beast had come from before but she wasn’t feeling like she should take it’s hand; but she didn’t so much have a choice as it was something she positively must do.

”Heh… You know Jikan…”

She felt the shimmer along her body that she didn’t want; feeling like it was cheating somehow but it was something she had to work with. Slowly standing up with a flash of her eyes. A single blow would all that it would take to put her down again from her friend and she’d grin ear to ear.

”My culture loves this sort of thing. But that culture can also get fuckin lost when you have someone like this just to throw down with. I don't get to do this often either yanno? People don't just. want to fight me.”

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pre post:

People fought for various reasons. Over resources, ideals, pain, or the desire to protect. Regardless it would a competition between people, of wills, of souls. No matter the reasons, people could always find a way to find something to fight hard for, most of the time. When it came to that reality, it matter more to the individual person of the cause they were fighting for. One could be more of a nuisance if they had the willpower, even if it was a silly or meaningless cause. After all, a person with a purpose was one of the scariest things to fight against.

"I wouldn't mind finding out Lucretia. As long it is not in a situation that I rather not deal with...".

In the tight space between their two bodies. Jikan smirk, letting a big toothy grin come on her face as her blood pumped with excitement. Two warriors moved, two warrior acted, and the outcome of their actions would continue the pirouette that was their battle's dance. Thank's to Jikan move, Luc's spear strike went wide, missing its target as Jikan's blows landed. Jikan's first strike hitting Luc's chest crumbling the large warrior's body before falling down, this caused Jikan's second blow to hit Luc's face. The impact making them fall backwards, causing Jikan's stomp to miss their target with all of the body motion. During this, Luc threw out her own blow. As soon as Luc fell back Jikan felt a punch to her right arm that was closet to Luc. Even when taking a hit, Luc was countering and fighting back!

But...that was it then. As she felt that blow to her arm, Jikan's knees buckled before she took a step back and fell flat onto her back. Pieces of armor broke, a broken rib or two. But she was breathing heavy, with a smile on her face. She was satisfied. She wanted a good fight and to catch up with an old friend, and she got exactly that.

Both of them were knocked around senseless, but, given that Jikan was on her back and Lucretia was at least on a knee. Jikan would have to say that she lost this...

That was even furthered in thought when her friend stood up with that big ol fluffy grin. Yep....that chick was a beast.

"Hehe, well.", she said in between gasp for air as she rested. "A good fight can be fun if its just this. A fight can be exercise and training. For some, who are warriors...or protectors. It can be something that is needed to be done as well as wanted".

She rolled on her knees and hands, slowly getting up to her feet. "Since...I lost. I think I got the bill for drinks and foods yea? Come on I'm hungry!!".

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She could feel her breath rattling in her chest and seeing the effects of her own blows on her friend… Well the woman was worried and with her still standing it was clear who had won. But honestly the both of them had won today even if there was a decided winner. The fact that jikan gave her such a run for her money well the woman wasn’t about to just let that go to waste. She’d ease down to where her friend was and while they spoke before getting up the woman listened quietly.

”Well, I’ll say this fight taught me a lot about myself and about you. I can trust you to have my back just as much as I can trust you to fight with your all when the dice fall. Heh. If you get the bills for that I’ll at least pay for the rooms how bout that?”

The wolfen woman would offer her hand to help jikan up, hoisting her with little issue if she allowed it. With a pat on the back the woman figured that there wasn’t too much more left to be said between the two of them she felt. But if there was anything that jikan wanted to talk about Lucretia would very much so be willing to listen.

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