Kei'Taro escaped her attack easily, what's more is that he was prepared with a follow up. The little man had improved quite a bit since their last bout, if she were the patronizing sort she would have given a mocking compliment and a disingenuine smile. However, she is not. She is the sort to bluntly show you that you're wrong with either physical violence or simple logic. Such as right now; Kei'Taro's follow up would have been an impressive strike! If she hadn't been just as fast as he was.

When the grapple failed, she immediately stopped on her right foot and shoved the ground with her left. Pushing her massive bulk away from Kei'Taro's blade with an effortless motion. Without a breath she spun around to the beast master, letting out a stream of steam from her nostrils as she tried to hold in a laugh. "Come now, Kei. You didn't think I had slowed down, did you? I'm not some old hag, I've still got my youth!" 

Taunting, immediately after she had told herself that she wasn't like that. How shameful. 

"Now, come at me like you mean it. Don't try and beat me, beat me!" She felt as though that were a reference to something, but something that she had no knowledge of. Pikatok shifted back into the tyrant stance, watching Kei'Taro like a hawk.