Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20151201110728/@comment-25924729-20151203015434

A low growl of frustration formed in her throat when she realized what he was planning, but couldn't do anything to stop him. Tigris could only will herself to recover faster while her opponent continued disorienting her, until the inevitable....THERE!

She swept her foot out of the way and brought down the axe as Kinaver tried his sweeping maneuver, almost amputating him at the knee. Following through the attack, she let momentum propel her into a backflip several meters away to safety.

This was bad... The movement had forced her out of her guarding position, enabling him to retreive his weapons. Desperate with the knowledge she needed to step up her game to beat him, Tigris pulled her trump card.

Her eyes closed in deep concentration, and she took a few breaths to calm down, shutting out everyone, her opponent, the class, focusing only on herself, and the flames within. Her lips moved subtly, whispering two phrases that could way the duel in her favor. "Hell's Coliseum..."

The heatwave exploded from her, causing a few students in the front row to raised panicked arms to shield themselves. The field was on fire, grass withered and burned in a wide circle around Tigris and Kinaver. She turned up to meet his eyes with her own challenging glare, and smiled.

Two walls of flame shot up parallel to him, trapping them both in a narrow coridoor. With his escape cut off, Tigris attacked with a new energy, twisting, hacking and swinging relentlessly at her adversary, steadily forcing him back.