A quiet grunt of pain as Zerlaine's fist connected with her wrist, causing her to drop the knife in her hand. She hadn't really even expected such a clumsy move to work, but it had. She'd have to thank whatever lucky spirit was making sure she didn't get killed for the second time today. Not to mention, just how had she put so much power behind that blow? Sure she had great legs, but damn. She was ready to move again to try and settle this, but it seemed like whoever this green...[i]serpent[/i], Zerlaine wasn't.

	Lystra merely watched as Zerlaine barked an order at Kalen to leave. She sighed, shaking her head lightly as Kalen looked at her, probably hoping that she could defeat this guy. There was no way she could in her condition. Hell, she wasn't sure how she was able to last that long. She watched Zerlaine intently as other nomads started crowding around the chief, trying to tend to his wounds, and she would continue to do so until he left. She should probably say something equally poetic and awesome as a taunt back to Zerlaine.

	"...ow ow ow." Well, good job her that'd show him who was boss. Lystra grimaced as she held her wrist in her hand. Argh, damn it it hurt pretty badly. Probably broke something. Whatever it was, the adrenaline seemed to be wearing off and she felt more than a little mentally exhausted. She had just come pretty close to dying, hadn't she? "Haaa...today has been [i]great[/i]." She walked over to where her knife had fallen, picking it back up with some difficulty. She'd probably need to have her wrist looked at.