[ she has come to expect it now. disarmed, a warrior would have no choice but to use their body and the elements around them. though bishamon is still learning the intricacies of mana and all the opportunities it offers, she can at least surmise that they would be channeled by his hands, and so when he takes aim, she is poised enough to properly block it.
though, in truth, she had not been expecting the sludge of mud that suddenly gets sent her way, but it is certainly far better than anything else she had been expecting. it hadn't hurt, for one thing, though it is an incredible annoyance. she lowers her raised arm with a look of distaste. mud now clings to her skin and clothing, and it takes a couple of shakes to get most of it off of her arm. ]
Don't blink.
[ she'll have to thank him for the idea, though. it doesn't take her more than three long strides to charge right up to him, making it easy enough for her to carry that lump of mud that had fallen over her foot. with a swift arch of her leg, she's flinging the wet earth right up towards his eyes, intending to blind him. but whether or not that actually meets its target is unimportant to her — it is yet another distraction, as she dips low within a foot of him, jabbing at his midsection with the butt of her gun's grip, hoping to knock the wind out of him. ]
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though, in truth, she had not been expecting the sludge of mud that suddenly gets sent her way, but it is certainly far better than anything else she had been expecting. it hadn't hurt, for one thing, though it is an incredible annoyance. she lowers her raised arm with a look of distaste. mud now clings to her skin and clothing, and it takes a couple of shakes to get most of it off of her arm. ]
Don't blink.
[ she'll have to thank him for the idea, though. it doesn't take her more than three long strides to charge right up to him, making it easy enough for her to carry that lump of mud that had fallen over her foot. with a swift arch of her leg, she's flinging the wet earth right up towards his eyes, intending to blind him. but whether or not that actually meets its target is unimportant to her — it is yet another distraction, as she dips low within a foot of him, jabbing at his midsection with the butt of her gun's grip, hoping to knock the wind out of him. ]