[b]"Wrong choice."[/b]

The ink bolt impacted her shield and instantly crystallised and hardened into a heavy, black mass on the front of the shield. As it rose up towards his face he took two steps backward, pivoting on the ball of his left foot as he swiveled clockwise around, lifting his right leg up to deliver a blistering fast reverse roundhouse kick down against the rising shield. With the black crystals weakening the shield's integrity, the force of this kick would shatter the crystal mass and most likely dent the shield, folding it in twain like a piece of paper, or even breaking it in half if she did not dodge or alter the trajectory of her swing.