Wrestling with @Foe’guth Rook was like rangling a ranchor. The damn brute was so bulky, it was only a matter of time before he took her to the ground. Nearly knocked the wind right out of her doing it too. Still, Genova struggled against him, landing a punch or two whenever she could. His lesson was very different to Veren's. Mess with her kin, and you risk pain. Sure, @Kyusil Veren had run his mouth, but she'd deal with that herself - letting some shabuir do it? Kriff no.
At least the great oaf admitted some fault. She'd count it as a win, minor as it was. But the tussle between them had got Genova's blood pumping, and she was greedy for more. When her leg was twisted, she gave a grunt, refusing to acknowledge the discomfort of the straining joint. She'd sooner have her leg broken before admitting defeat so easily.
"Yield to my fist!"
Ever so nimble, Genova coiled, turning into the direction of twist; it elevated the pressure, whilst also allowing her to manoeuvre another grapple, this time allowing her to perch on top of Foe. Straddling him, she tried to then rain down as many punches as she could, her aim mostly localised to gaps in the armour. Forearms, collarbone, and even the neck were her main targets.
Foe was lucky. If not for his helmet, she may have even tried to gouge out an eye.
At least the great oaf admitted some fault. She'd count it as a win, minor as it was. But the tussle between them had got Genova's blood pumping, and she was greedy for more. When her leg was twisted, she gave a grunt, refusing to acknowledge the discomfort of the straining joint. She'd sooner have her leg broken before admitting defeat so easily.
"Yield to my fist!"
Ever so nimble, Genova coiled, turning into the direction of twist; it elevated the pressure, whilst also allowing her to manoeuvre another grapple, this time allowing her to perch on top of Foe. Straddling him, she tried to then rain down as many punches as she could, her aim mostly localised to gaps in the armour. Forearms, collarbone, and even the neck were her main targets.
Foe was lucky. If not for his helmet, she may have even tried to gouge out an eye.