[ Crimson eyes narrow as Caren draws nearer, watching the movement of her hands, and then the shawl itself. It was, like any other weapon, more than meets the eye, she was sure. And what power did it hold? That was the real question.
She knew everything there was to know about her weapon - or at least she could claim she did. Her true weapon was similar to this chakram. The one that had skidded away from her in her final moments before she died with the parasite inside of her. But that was old news, history. For now the Intoner shifted her stance when Caren struck, turning away from the blow. She brought her arm down in an arc, hold on her weapon changing with it. The blade turned from it's initial upright position to sideways as she moved, blade brushing against Caren's shawl. The Intoner turned her body inward with the movement.
She didn't remain in that position for long. No, she moved forward with a quick step and threw the chakram outward. The three foot wide blade sliced through the air, chain snapping forward with it. ]
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She knew everything there was to know about her weapon - or at least she could claim she did. Her true weapon was similar to this chakram. The one that had skidded away from her in her final moments before she died with the parasite inside of her. But that was old news, history. For now the Intoner shifted her stance when Caren struck, turning away from the blow. She brought her arm down in an arc, hold on her weapon changing with it. The blade turned from it's initial upright position to sideways as she moved, blade brushing against Caren's shawl. The Intoner turned her body inward with the movement.
She didn't remain in that position for long. No, she moved forward with a quick step and threw the chakram outward. The three foot wide blade sliced through the air, chain snapping forward with it. ]