[center][h1][color=gold]Leannah[/color][/h1][/center]

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No time to think. No time to process. Just react. 

The martial artist's years of training and skill would kick in the moment the sword-wielding monstrosity would lash out at her. For her, it was almost like time had slowed to a point, even, as her instincts kicked in and she moved to return the favor to this thing. After all, even without time to process what it was at the moment she was getting the chance to finally put her new body into action! In lieu of this The spear point would deftly rise up as the thing swung down its sword, her body ducking a bit and dodging to the left of the lunging strike at the right moment as she then in an instant drove herself immediately straight and up at the creature. With all her weight behind it, and two hands on the shaft of the spear now, she would simply thrust the spear at the thing's face in one fluid motion. 

Plus the surge of adrenaline in her system at this point in time could be called a boon of sorts, perhaps, in driving her counterattack home.

...Even so, the words of an old master of the martial arts rang in her head, a quote she'd memorized as a child for reasons she couldn't currently ponder on. However, the intent of those words seemed to match the ferocity of her attack.  

[color=gold][i]'I need No Second Strike!'[/i][/color]

And if she was lucky enough, it would work out like that. Maybe.