[ It's not the first time she's seen a weapon similar to the one in Gray's hand, but it's the first time she's seen it... well, in Gray's hand. Despite the different form, it raises her hackles, both from the unexpected disadvantage she's found herself at, and the even more sudden, painful feeling of betrayal in her chest. ]
You... [ The sneer on her face looks equal parts angry and hurt, hands turning white from the force of her grip. ] Ha! So, the mouse thinks she can roar like a lion, does she? We'll see about that—!!
[ With no further warning, she launches herself at Gray; swinging her sword in a wide arc (too wide, designed to draw attention rather than connect), and following up with a kick to the other girl's sternum. Rules are rules, but she's the Knight of Rebellion; Gray's a bigger fool than she thought if she expects her to stick to them completely. ]
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You... [ The sneer on her face looks equal parts angry and hurt, hands turning white from the force of her grip. ] Ha! So, the mouse thinks she can roar like a lion, does she? We'll see about that—!!
[ With no further warning, she launches herself at Gray; swinging her sword in a wide arc (too wide, designed to draw attention rather than connect), and following up with a kick to the other girl's sternum. Rules are rules, but she's the Knight of Rebellion; Gray's a bigger fool than she thought if she expects her to stick to them completely. ]