[Center] [h2] Avangaline - Exchange [/h2]
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Left, right, left, Ava shrugged at the metal woman as she slid out of the way in a set of movements reminiscent of a snake, an amusing thought involving Marcus crushing her opponent like a tin-can crossing her mind as she lowered her body and tucked her tail in closer to herself. Just in time it seemed as the woman went on the attack, Ava responding by slamming her tail against the ground like an anchor, propelling herself upwards and backwards back into the wall she first sprang from. She grunted, rubbing a pained arm from where a blow connected 

"Forge is coming." A name, if she learned anything from Marcus, could do a lot in a battle if it was the right name. Ava knew Marcus was busy elsewhere, and wouldn't be here fast enough to help, but this attacker might not. Plus, she put about as much faith in her two 'teammates' as she had patience for Starbright's singing, that is to say none at all. Success or otherwise Ava kicked back off the wall, swinging her tail in a wide overhead arc, she may be surprisingly light, but nearly nine feet of prehensile tail forcefully swinging into somebody's skull could still hurt quite a bit.