Witch of War
◈ PRIME PAGECLAIM ◈
Capital City of Ukatis
Plaza Square
I want blood i'll kill for it!
Burn me at the stake, met the devil, made the deal for it
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The blood of my enemies; watching while they sentence me
Sentencing ceased, sentence deceased
I'll watch you bask in the glory of your holy disease
Jasper Kai'el | Braze | Ryana mina
The horrific sight of the mangled and broken jedi seemed to catch the attention of the newcomer as Dima scoffed, gesturing with one of her four arms as if she were brushing her shoulders off. Just another piece of livestock for the slaughter as those five eyes swirled and darted about the battlefield from behind her Mandalorian Visor. She noticed a masked individual slink forward, fetching the out of commission jedi and dragging him away for some much needed medical attention. Capital City of Ukatis
Plaza Square
I want blood i'll kill for it!
Burn me at the stake, met the devil, made the deal for it
ᖭ༏ᖫ
The blood of my enemies; watching while they sentence me
Sentencing ceased, sentence deceased
I'll watch you bask in the glory of your holy disease
Jasper Kai'el | Braze | Ryana mina
And for the brief moment Dimas eyes met the mask of Braze , Domina lifted a clawed hand and gestured a kiss to her hand before proceeding to wave girlishly at the lad as he slunk away behind the other warrior. "Good good, Dima was thinking he wasn't gonna make it. Might of been a little rough with him...incredibly rude little god~" She mused casually as she refocused her eyes on Jasper Kai'el as he stowed his only weapon, instantly evoking a quirked brow and a primitive shift and tilt of her head as she stared at the godling with an excited grin across her face.
"Mmnf, now that is a sight, a godborn with some nerve. This wasn't a complete waste of time after all. It's not often-" She cooed as she showed Jasper the saber she had ignited...and proceeding to shut off the sizzling blade. "Where a godling is willing to match Dominas style~" She cheerfully admired before stowing her newest trinket behind her back tucked beneath her cloak along her lower spine. "You wouldn't know this little godling, but Domina is one of the Deadliest Daughters of Manda you will ever have the privilege to witness, cousins will blast you down or gas you out with their trinkets. Try to get you with a boom stick so delighted with their silly little toys. But this one? With bare claws will sear the name Prime into your bones so you may never forget it. When we are done, when you think of the name Mandalorian. You will think of Domina Prime~" She warned as Jasper put up his own hands and fearlessly pressed the advance in a bold display of might and vigor.
He positioned his arm for a proper wind up to his strike as Dima's twisting gaze focused and scanned each movement and gesture of his four limbs in order to track him properly.
And the way he prepared to strike, the amount of force seemed only half invested in the energy while his other arm lied in wait. His attack seemed almost overly telegraphed, like he wanted her to overreact and slip which she might have if she hadn't had the amount of options she did for counter play. And so, her upper arms closed in nice and tight while her lower arms spread out slightly and remained wide as if ready to grapple.
Just then, just as his arm breached her space of influence to strike her Dima suddenly shifted each of the trajectory of her arms, using TWO of her arms on the left side to enhance their stopping power, smoothly blocking the attack and holding her footing strong and firm as her other two eyes remained glued to that other arm of his lying in wait while her central most eye lingered on his legs to check his footing.
She then flicked her lower arm menacingly, pushing it forward as if going to strike while at the same time utilizing her large, alien legs and invading his footspace with her large, hooked talons and bladed feet. Playing an extremely dangerous game of footsies with the Jedi as her other two arms remained poised and ready to strike, attempting to position her foot just behind Jaspers ankles while brushing her lower legs against his calves and Achilles. An incredibly vulnerable and vital weak point of most humanoids she was fully equipped to take advantage of.
That alone was unorthodox for a close quarters battle. after all who would want to sacrifice their adventurous footing to an enemy combatant by invading their space and risking their balance? The move itself would be enough to send the Jedis mind spiraling for a solution to a uniquely rare problem that would commonly never come up in a common fight against ones fellow man.
And she would continue this, sliding and shifting her legs between his while lifting her knees high into his groin area to force a reaction while attempting to trip him up. Hopefully forcing a hasty move or slip up, her eyes remained steady on that other arm of his, waiting to see what he would do next despite his awkward positioning.
All i took was one mistake, one slip up to lose a leg. And enough of those mistakes would cost him more than a limb if he was not careful when engaging the Xeno.
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