? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? suspicion floods the mismatched violet and silver prisms of her eyes that narrow with contempt as her adversary agrees with her venomous sentiment, yet she wallows in silent apprehension as she awaits the inevitable bloodshed. alas, the red ex-queen fails to settle into a defensive stance, refuses to initiate battle -- and the tyrant feels the turbulence of wrath fester within her veins. the urge for violent retribution is too intense to ignore, and as the former covari sovereign gifts her daughter to the elysius upon a silver platter, a snarl wracks her porcelain countenance. she is appalled that the woman could be so negligent -- so cowardly! and yet, it is not the blatant cowardice of her adversary that truly instigates the desire for vehement retaliation, but the insult that follows. slander against her own kin, a dead mother of whom the tyrant queen worshipped in life, only signs the woman?s death warrant, and a strangled growl erupts from her larynx. ?whore! you will not walk away from this!? is that vow that infiltrates the tense atmosphere, is the poisonous promise that the elysius will keep.
defenses instinctively fall into place: skull and tail descending in alignment with the remainder of her serpentine spine whilst her abdomen tenses and her chin tucks against the curvature of her neck. shoulders roll forward in their sockets and her skull draws back in slight to encumber the front and sides of her neck in a protective halo of excess flesh and fat, abstract gaze narrowing and ears stitching against the contours of her lowered crown. weight shifts evenly among her grounded limbs that are spread equidistant apart and bent slightly at the joints to lower her center of gravity, toes splayed and dulled nails grappling the earth beneath her for traction. hackles raise along the length of her spinal cord and ravenous jaws fall slack, blackened lips unfurling to unsheathe gluttonous incisors and scrunch the skin upon her face. the elysium tyrant is livid, and her intentions of allowing the former queen a leeway for escape are nonexistent. she will ensure that this woman pays in blood -- and eye.
the elysius hopes to time the beginning of her charge the moment that viridiana begins to pivot away from her, robust appendages pumping her forward in an attempt to close the distance between supremacy and subservient. the tyrant attempts to position herself at a forty-five degree angle from viridiana?s left sided ribcage, intending to approach the woman from the rear so that their bodies might form an imperfect ?V? shape. her jutting right shoulder blade seeks to forcibly slam against the exact center portion of the red woman?s left-sided ribs, hoping that the combined force of her momentum and the potential exertion of her attempted slam might break or fracture the rib bones located there. insatiable and gaping jaws tilt slightly to artemis? own right as they attempt to clamp down upon the portion of her adversary?s spine just beyond the shoulder blades -- top jaw seeking to hook around to the right side of viridiana?s spine while her bottom jaw intends to hook around the left side, hoping to crush the vertebrae between destructive jaws. meanwhile, the tyrant?s left forepaw leaves the safety of the earth and her weight shifts to support her balance upon her three grounded limbs, the left forelimb outstretching in an attempt to hook around her adversary?s own left forelimb around the ankle so that she might pull the limb back towards herself in hopes of upsetting the ex-queen?s balance. this woman -- this coward! -- will not walk away unscathed from the tyrant queen, and artemis has every intention of ensuring that her adversary never even thinks of her mother in such a negative way again.
Artemis vs viridiana
for
maim [ left eye ]
one of three?
attacks attempting to approach vi from the rear, hoping to align their bodies in a "V"-like shape with her body hopefully angled at a forty-five degree angle from vi's left-sided ribcage. right shoulder intending to strike the center portion of vi's ribs in hopes of breaking the bones with the potential force of her momentum. jaws seeking to clamp down upon the vertebrae just beyond vi's shoulder blades, hoping to break the bone. left forepaw hoping to hook and pull around vi's left forelimb, near the ankle.
defenses listed in second paragraph.
injuries none -- first round.
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