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Lymarx clenched her fists as she continued to keep her spacing – her eyes focused on Sophia with her ears open for Nayeli’s movements against Kaelia so she knew [i]when[/i] to [i]strike[/i]. The comment from the Taeryn woman caused Lymarx to press her tongue against her upper-right canine, her frown pressed on her lips shuddering a moment. It was something the orange-haired girl had heard before many times. “But you’re a child!” and similar utterances were typical to the point that sometimes she pretended to have dwarfism to avoid the pointless ridicule she garnered. It was nothing new.

[color=D08357][i]Whatever, just’ll make taking her down more satisfying.[/i][/color]

That’s when she heard it. The cue Lymarx needed to prepare for was her convoluted retort; the nonsense that her ‘partner’ had decided to speak of. ‘Traitors deserve no mercy’. It was a statement that held some significance; and as weird as Nayeli Zyanya may have been, in this she was absolutely and undeniably correct. As she heard it she focused hard. She kept her spitual energy focused in her legs like before, knowing full well she had to maintain the speed and dexterity that she held when she sprung her kick into Kaelia’s sword. However, this time she expected to actually hit her target. 

Slamming her right foot in the ground in front of her, her serious expression turned into a cocky smirk as she pushed her body forward, increasing her speed whilst also kicking an amount of dirt into the air in an attempt to blur vision. With the intent to keep her head low and feet quick she pushed forward with the intention of sweeping Sophia’s feet and striking her quickly and without hesitation.

This was before Nayeli sent a sword flying towards Sophia's neck, of course.