Mock Fight: Demetri Malius vs Dawnika Snow

[Demetri Malius]

Demetri coughed and wheezed as he regained his footing, giving a smirk to the girl. He had to admit, he didn't expect her to be ambidextrous. It wasn't something he was able to read off of her with his senses. He gave a smirk as he picked himself up off the floor, his right chain still under repairs from the girl's previous assault.

"You're tougher and smarter than you look... that was an impressive move, managed to catch me off-guard." His muscles ached and his breathing was heavy as the pain from his new injuries coursed through his body. He hoped there were no other tricks up this girl's sleeves, but at least he now knew about her ability to use either hand for her weapon. Next time she wouldn’t be so lucky with her strikes.

Demetri eyed the surrounding area, focusing on the trees around them. A smile cracked his face as a chain was shot out, grasping the branch of a tree behind his opponent. The girl raised an eyebrow at Demetri’s actions before realizing his next move, but he was already in motion and it was too late to dodge. She held up her sword as his feet pressed against its heavy steel, pushing it against her. She fell back from the force into a backwards rolls as Demetri flipped and landed on his feet behind her.

“I guess that puts me at two kicks and you at one. I would say that means I am winning our little skirmish.” Demetri spoke with a grin as his opponent gathered their senses. It seemed that she deflected most of the blow, but it was obvious that the fatigue was wearing at her. She was good at hiding it, stabilizing her breath, focusing her eyes and emotion, but Demetri was not an easy one to fool. Perhaps since they were both at an even match of injury, he could talk her out of this fight.

“You realize that all it takes it to tell me why you are following me to end this battle?” Demetri called her out, hoping to get an answer, for both his sake and hers. At first he figured he could beat her and force her to give him the information, but it seemed that she was not one to back down or surrender. Demetri realized that he would hate to have to end the life of a young girl, even if she had the prowess and mentality of a woman double her age, as well as powerful enough to end his life, but if circumstances led to it, he would not hesitate to put her down.

“We can go our separate ways, just tell me who sent you, or why i have piqued your interest. Or maybe you were looking for a fight.” His voice gave away his weary state, but he was firm and confident in his stance. In any instance, he would be ready for a counterattack.