Again, Vol landed a direct hit, and again, the girl was merely winded by his assault.  Now [i]this[/i] was honestly perplexing.  He could understand a well-trained and tough mammal being lucky enough to withstand a hit from him, but this had been twice in a row, now, and the second time he'd actually been serious.  This one was on a different level than the others, even the ones who had used powers beyond their ordinary capabilities.  Either she was using a very old and very powerful magic, or she was, like him, a different being than her outward appearance would indicate.

His foot came down again with enough force to crack the asphalt, but his challenger managed to hold on nevertheless, and was still within his reach.  Vol knew he could hit harder than this if he used his magic as well as his strength, but if she took this little damage from a powerful hit, then adding more brute force probably wasn't going to do much.  Time to start using his head, then.  She could take blunt blows from him without any serious injury, which meant a very high degree of shock absorption.  But how could she handle cutting edges?

Hissing like a snake, the lizard king lashed out at Vincy with his left arm.  Instead of a fist, however, he struck with an open hand.  He'd grab at her head, curling his fingers around it with crushing force, and try to dig his razor-sharp black claws into her skull.