Once more her attack failed almost completely, though she triumphed as something broke beneath her foot as the Olympian withdrew. Her mind fogged with fatigue and bloodloss, Katja was confused to suddenly find Virgil at her side as she rose up, jaws clamping shut on nothing. She wobbled even as she came up, tried to change her direction but a solid strike to her shoulder sent her rolling. She was aware of teeth scraping her lower neck but as it took mostly fur and some skin it was the least of her worries.
She forced herself to her feet, backing away a moment to catch her breath and regain her focus. The dark walls receded from her vision, and the pain of her wounds came back as the numbness and dizziness was slowly pushed aside and she straightened herself with difficulty. "Enough," was her guttural snarl. Blood slicked her dark coat down, accentuating a body already thinner than her opponent. Gold-speckled eyes narrowed as she prepared herself once more, refusing to give in to her body's weakness. Fierce determination showed in every line of her battered body. "We will finish this now or not at all. One fight, Virgil Olympus. I will play your games no longer. Make your move."
Katja vs Virgil for Sindri and Sigmarr
Round 0 of 2
