it feels like time slows down as her fingers finally grasp at the handle of the mace on the ground. she hears the sound of ogata's mace swinging towards her, and she doesn't think, she doesn't do anything but react. dairon in her head snaps beauregard and behind it there's an echo of phoenix - and the hand over her eye snaps away and up, just in time for her arm to intercept the head of the mace before it knocks her head off her shoulders. there's a sickening crack, the squelch of spike hitting flesh, but she moves her head back enough that it doesn't hit her face. and she's not done.
she grabs the mace on the ground, haphazardly, and throws it as hard as she can, right into ogata's face. ]
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it feels like time slows down as her fingers finally grasp at the handle of the mace on the ground. she hears the sound of ogata's mace swinging towards her, and she doesn't think, she doesn't do anything but react. dairon in her head snaps beauregard and behind it there's an echo of phoenix - and the hand over her eye snaps away and up, just in time for her arm to intercept the head of the mace before it knocks her head off her shoulders. there's a sickening crack, the squelch of spike hitting flesh, but she moves her head back enough that it doesn't hit her face. and she's not done.
she grabs the mace on the ground, haphazardly, and throws it as hard as she can, right into ogata's face. ]