(Dice roll 8)

Myrda was indeed surprised by the unexpected weight that he managed to put into his attack. She stumbled backwards, seeing stars from the impact placed on her brain rattling within her skull. She was not able to do anything to stop the combo, letting out a grunt as the last attack hit, causing her to once again falter away from her opponent. She could feel her armor crumpled awkwardly against her body. It was now more of a hindrance than a help. With a quick flash of movement she unlatched the steel, allowing it to fall heavily at her feet.

“You’re far stronger than I give you credit for,” she’d say if he gave her the time. Her body began to glow all over. She was beginning to get more serious, upping her body’s defenses in place of the armor as well as increased her physical abilities in general. Now that her vital organs were exposed she was going to need it. She had to admit that he was impressive. Not nearly as powerful as her if she were to go all out, but far more powerful than the average foe that she would come across. She wanted to see more of what he was capable of. Perhaps learn the backstory of where he got this power. Such intelligence could prove vital to snuffing out the source.

(Dice roll 74)

The dread energy dispersed around the area hadn’t begun to affect her yet. She was powerful enough to disregard it for now without even knowing it was there. For now she was remaining within it’s zone, oblivious. If he still did nothing for her to react to, she'd make her way forward and attack with a series of slashes and stabs towards various parts of his body, hoping to wound but not kill him.