Silence fell between them, the she-wolf preparing herself. She was David before battling Goliath, muscles tense, body prepared, ready to slay the monster. And yet it remained to be seen if she would have anywhere close to that amount of success, if the snake would strike fast and true as was her nature. She fought against a formidable opponent, one who had great size and strength as her greatest ally. And yet Medusa had something valuable on her side, too; she had agility, agility that, based on physics due to her size, was superior to Newt?s. Those who were lighter had less momentum, and because they had less momentum it was easier to shift direction. A one hundred and fifty pound running back could cut on a dime, whereas a three hundred pound linesman might need a larger area.
There was little doubt that this woman could outrun her at, say, a two mile distance (provided that Newt would have the stamina that Medusa did). But they were not battling from two miles away; they were not entirely far away. A fast man could outrun a horse for several hundred feet, but when a certain distance was reached the man would find himself surpassed. Medusa knew that she would have to be swift upon her feet, and take what advantages she had. She would have to go for vulnerable areas, and make necessary sacrifices. She did not expect to come out of this with any small amount of injury, but her blackened heart demanded it of her.
She was much aware that Newt had been inching closer, prepared for a full out charge that she knew would ultimately happen. Not because the serpent had any sort of omniscient knowledge, but rather because it was obvious. She had denied the first move, and so it was up to the Queen Slayer to charge, to close the distance, to end their little game. Medusa care not that she would be branded a coward; she cared little for opinions, after all. If it resulted in her victory, why did it matter in the least? Bi-colored eyes observed Newt as the Queen followed her each step, noting that the distance was closing, preparing for whatever came.
Legs were spread evenly, weight devoted equally to each limb, the majority of that weight pressed upon her toes so that she might make a quick move. Eyes narrowed, ears pinning back, jaws parting and face contorting into a snarl. Chin would tuck and shoulders rolled, neck scrunching as a result whilst her head lowered to align with her spine. Hackles raised, tail lashing out for any potential balance. As she did so, Medusa started running in a straight line, instead of a circle, thus changing the angle of Newt?s attack slightly.
When the time was right, the serpent halted in her path, paws skidding slightly. She hoped that Newt would keep going, or even that the woman would try to stop. Either outcome was favorable; a continuation of motion in the same direction would allow Medusa to press her attack. A stoppage would be similar in outcome, for Medusa?s weight was easier to stop given that she had less weight and therefore less momentum. Newt, however, would take a longer time to stop. The serpent would therefore be able to avoid the woman?s jaws, but would not remain idle and content with this fact.
As soon as she?d managed to halt her weight and rebalance she leapt forwards, lifting her front claws off the ground and hoping that Newt would be in position to receive the limbs upon her neck, hoping that she would be able to press down with all her front strength. Medusa hoped that her front weight would bow the woman?s neck, hoping that she would be able to snap her jaws between where her paws aimed to position, hoping that she?d be able to bite into the bone of Newt?s neck as hard as possible. This would accomplish two things; one, the front weight of Medusa in one isolated area such as the neck would be likely to bow it or otherwise injure it if successful, even with the size difference. Her jaws would hopefully add to this. Two, the angle Medusa was attempting to put them at would keep Newt?s powerful jaws away, but of course none of her attacks were certain. The serpent was not omniscient; she knew not what this woman would do on a whim. But she was observant, careful, hoping for the best possible outcome.
MEDUSA vs. NEWT for AMENTI
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ATTACKS: halting her forward movement in the hopes that Newt?s greater forward momentum will make her slower to stop and put her neck in front of Medusa, hoping to place her front legs upon Newt?s neck and press down, hoping to bite into the neck over the bone.
DEFENSES set.
INJURIES: none yet (counter used)
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