Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20140818232025/@comment-11588669-20140821013300

"Too slow." Nox tilted his head to the side, the blow barely grazing his skin. His hand clasped her wrist in an iron grip, and yanked her forward as he thrust his knee towards her diaphragm.

''Good power in her blows...that would have sent me back a few feet. But her form is frankly appalling. So much wasted potential here. Shot to the diaphragm: Main damage, forced exhalation. Probable reaction: Bending at the waist, or pause in combat as she regains breath. ''

''I will admit, she has guts. But she needs to think about the situation beforehand. ''