Charlotte cursed under her breath as the axe flew her way. Unorthodox, but it posed a clear threat to her, especially with the momentum she'd already gained. Abandoning the thrust, Charlotte attempted to avoid the huge blade by leaping over it, but it was already too late. Granted, she was partially successful, but the weapon was already too close to her, and she ended up with a gash across her right thigh as she'd failed to get that leg up in time.

The sudden jump hadn't given Charlotte time to plan, and the new injury didn't help. As the Duchess landed, her injured leg fell out from under her, and she hit the floor ungracefully, just about keeping hold of her weapons as she turned the fall into a roll and stood up behind Kull.

"I wouldn't tempt fate, swine. You might step out of this arena glad to hold that title. Better still, you might not step out of this arena at all."

With that, Charlotte stepped in close, still behind Kull's left shoulder. In a reverse grip, she attempted to stab Kull's armpit (one of the typical weak points of plate armour) with her cinquedea, and after a moment's delay, strike him on the back of the helm with the pommel of her estoc in an attempt to stun him.