Maea
And I never know what to say
'Til I'm already walking away
Nodding her agreement, Maea had found several uses for the tail lately, not the least as a third hand or a useful distraction. While not as strong as her arms it could absolutely hold a dagger and was otherwise useful to balance her while performing difficult acrobatics. She had no complaints - except perhaps how uncomfortable it had become to sit down for extended times.
Unfastening her chakram from the belt, she split the weapon in two and sank into a ready stance. Eying Asta up and down, she had to laugh; the size difference between them was absolutely ridiculous. She barely reached his chest standing upright - between his arms and the came, just getting close should earn her a medal.
"Oh well, here goes nothing." Lurching forward, the petite woman spun abruptly to the side and slashed with one dagger after the other towards his main hand, hoping to make it difficult for him to wield the cane.
Unfastening her chakram from the belt, she split the weapon in two and sank into a ready stance. Eying Asta up and down, she had to laugh; the size difference between them was absolutely ridiculous. She barely reached his chest standing upright - between his arms and the came, just getting close should earn her a medal.
"Oh well, here goes nothing." Lurching forward, the petite woman spun abruptly to the side and slashed with one dagger after the other towards his main hand, hoping to make it difficult for him to wield the cane.
Wanna punch you in the face
But I won't, but I might, but I won't
