Aren's eyes widened as the place where Alysa had been standing collapsed into a spray of water. One blink later and she was already in front of him.
She's…faster than before!
Her bow remained in one hand, forgotten almost entirely as the other swept forward with fingers curved like talons. Frost ether condensed over each nail, stretching them into jagged claws that almost ripped Aren's throat out.
He barely managed to bring a sword up in time.
SCREECH!
The claws raked against the blade, carving grooves into the steel before the force tore through his guard and sent him sliding backwards across the flooded floor.
She didn't give him any space to breathe. Alysa lunged again, almost feral and quadripedal in the way she moved. She twisted and sprang in violent, animalistic bursts. Her path was impossible to read as she darted left, then right, then straight through the center with another claw strike aimed at his throat.
