Dominion The Bryn'adûl | Insidious Instruction | Dominion of Hast

[Sarask Hiskt]

Objective: C
Post: Eight
Tags: Tathra Khaeus

Tathra withstood her throw, before moving along, his fists raised up. She gave herself a bit more distance, moving back. Her crystalline features weren’t doing so well, but she figured she had just about adapted to his fighting style, now. It took a bit of wear and tear, however. She’d rather have just learnt it from the start, now her defence has suffered. Tathra spoke to her. And she responded quite simply.

“No.” she said. Drawing her other hand back, she threw its contents toward Tathra, making use of her earlier tricks, but with a twist. That being, she held nothing in her other hand, she was just trying to fake him out.

With that set in motion, she bounded forward once again. No leaping, that’d just let him punch her out of the air should he not fall for it. She slid forth, aiming to put him into punching range as quickly as possible, before flicking her right arm forward, her left one back into position. Using the motion of her shoulder, she sent a jab toward Tathra’s temple (or cheek, if he didn’t fall for the throw), making it more swift than powerful, but hopefully, with her jagged fists, it didn’t make too much of a difference.

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Objective: C
Post: Eight
Tags: Sarask Hiskt

The Titan nearly snorted at the reply, unsurprisingly. With a smirk, he side-stepped again as she threw out her wrist, mimicking the throw of her bodily crystals again. The surprise that none came put him off his game, eyes searching for the non-existent projectiles as the Aeravalin darted with insane speed toward him. Tathra brought his right foot to the left, standing on the ball of his left behind him as the blow coming quick as it bluntly scrapped across his face, head jutting to the side uncomfortably as the force pushed his jaw to the side.

In the same motion, he went with the momentum of the strike to his jaw; swiping his right leg under Sarask to take her from her feet as he back-stepped with his left, leaning on his heel as he brought both fists upward as a set of armoured Juggernauts walked in from the side of the festivities, adorned in red armour with white stripes along their biceps, skulls and whatnot across their bodies.

Tathra's arms fell at his side. The fun was over, at least for him.

"Thank you for the sparring, Sarask." Tathra spoke, left thumb cleaning the small shedding of blood from his cheek.

 

[Sarask Hiskt]

Objective: C
Post: Nine
Tags: Tathra Khaeus

Well. Sarask looked at the sky as she was swept off her feet. At least she was safe in the knowledge that she could have maimed him with that last manoeuvre had she had weapons. She wasn’t suited for combat with creatures larger than her without the element of surprise. Maybe had she…

She felt the impact onto the ground, Tathra with his hands up and clenched. Looks like it was to be twin hammer fists. However, they fell to the side. Ah, yes, it was a spar. She nodded to him, sitting up with a hiss. She nodded to him, and stayed there for a bit. “Thank you for the reminder.” She wheezed, before getting up and wandering off. She was going to have to sleep this one off. Somewhere cool, the heat was annoying.