Elise expected a straight-out assault, and was prepared for it: she kept parrying the blows Akame handed, but with the amount of strength and speed put behind every single blow she wouldn't last long keeping on the defensive, even if her opponent wasn't using her full strength. Akame was stronger than anything she's ever fought in her entire life, and that made Elise's grin wider than anything seen before. Her heart was starting to beat faster and faster in the excitement of the battle, her blood starting to course through her veins like untold crimson snakes, lusting for red liquid. She loved every second of it.

Now that she saw her opponent's technique, it was time to strike back: Elise thrust one of her swords in a fluid motion so it would get caught on Akame's own blade, even if for the smallest fraction of a second, and then made a swift slash with her other blade, taking advantage of the opponent only using one hand while she was using two. After that, she would jump back and make a lunge if she saw an opening caused by her distracting move. It was at this point that Elise bared her teeth like a beast, as her descent into bloodlust and the lure of frenzy began.