What're ya s'pose t' be, my motha? [ One thing was for sure, the more Kojirou advised her, the more tempting flinging herself at the winged beast became. Someday, Peacock's overconfidence would come back to bite her, but it wouldn't be today.
The dragon's pained recoil nearly sent that hind leg crashing on top of her, and for once, her mana signals came to her on their own, the panicked senses rushing to her in this life-or-death situation. So, she expertly rolled alongside the crashing foot, swinging out her Painsaw with her free hand, the other one holding her up like some playful handstand. When the momentum of the swing pulled her to one side, she followed along, cartwheeling back to her feet. Not only had she dodged, but she sliced clean into the other leg to boot; this dragon wouldn't be going anywhere.
Yet that didn't mean it didn't have any fight left in it. Quite the contrary, actually. Just like her companion warned, that tail came swooping out in immediate reaction. The monster didn't even need to break its focus from Kojirou to attempt to dispatch the pesky redheaded menace at its back.
And once again, that playful athleticism came in handy. Cartwheels, rolls, somersaults, and all manner of jumpy acrobatics spring into play, each carried out with deadly intent as she flailed her weapon with each, meeting the hard scales of the thrashing tail and not doing any remarkable damage. But, the important part was that she was quite skillfully keeping herself self and out of the way.
Peacock finally flipped herself out of the tail's reach to catch her breath, adjusting her weapon in her hands as she flicked her attention to the other warrior. ]
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The dragon's pained recoil nearly sent that hind leg crashing on top of her, and for once, her mana signals came to her on their own, the panicked senses rushing to her in this life-or-death situation. So, she expertly rolled alongside the crashing foot, swinging out her Painsaw with her free hand, the other one holding her up like some playful handstand. When the momentum of the swing pulled her to one side, she followed along, cartwheeling back to her feet. Not only had she dodged, but she sliced clean into the other leg to boot; this dragon wouldn't be going anywhere.
Yet that didn't mean it didn't have any fight left in it. Quite the contrary, actually. Just like her companion warned, that tail came swooping out in immediate reaction. The monster didn't even need to break its focus from Kojirou to attempt to dispatch the pesky redheaded menace at its back.
And once again, that playful athleticism came in handy. Cartwheels, rolls, somersaults, and all manner of jumpy acrobatics spring into play, each carried out with deadly intent as she flailed her weapon with each, meeting the hard scales of the thrashing tail and not doing any remarkable damage. But, the important part was that she was quite skillfully keeping herself self and out of the way.
Peacock finally flipped herself out of the tail's reach to catch her breath, adjusting her weapon in her hands as she flicked her attention to the other warrior. ]
Still alive? Ya bettah be keepin' up ovah there!