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It rolled.

Senses tuned for any changes, Serenity noticed the orb as it rolled out from the cover of smoke. Synapses fired off in that instant, lightning striking through her mind. It rolled. Wasn't thrown. Couldn't accomplish that sort of movement while moving through the smoke laterally. Her opponent was just as blind as she was, shrouded in self-same smoke.

Go!

Her right hand flicked forth, right as the thunderclap struck. Light scored between the slits of her visor, slicing lines of blindness within her vision. The sound was worse though, echoing through her helmet with a nauseating intensity. That was the thing, wasn't it? Years spent training, but she had yet to grasp the secret of slicing sound. Blood leaked, hot and sticky, from her ruptured eardrums. She didn't need her hearing though. Her hand grasped her sword, drawing the blade out. Her shield was extended outwards, a motion that simultaneously exposed her armpit. With a guard like this, she was fundamentally providing a target for her opponent, one that she could close and then counter, the moment he went for it.

But that too, perhaps wasn't something that she needed.

After all, he had rolled that orb. He had exposed his location. And in response, her right hand had flicked forth, throwing his poisoned dagger in that same direction. If her prediction was correct, he would have rushed forth from the same direction as his Flash Crystal and, lightly armored as he was, would have rushed forth right into the whistling blade.

If it proved incorrect? Well, that was why she was giving him a tempting option.