[PQ] every fire fueled

Ugh, see,this is why she doesn’t fight during the day. Wessex is noticeably slower than she usually is, taking a tap on the arm that could have been easily avoided, and she knows it, too. Even though she manages a strike back, her face wrinkles into a mild look of displeasure (though it is directed at herself, it could be misconstrued for being towards someone else - hopefully Deimos knows she’s super critical to herself, far more than towards others). But if he wants them to look for weaknesses… Wessex nods and remains silent, crouching low and moving face-to-face with Jyon so that her back is never to the younger woman. And in a real fight, it wouldn’t be. But she does try to edge closer to the other, knowing that her own prowess lies in close combat, where she could release her talons and use her strength. On any other day she might have done so, but given that they’d started with wooden swords, she isn’t about to introduce metal and real damage. Something tells her Deimos wouldn’t like that. The Ascended waits until Jyon moves, ducking away from the downward slash and releasing her bio-pulse, a short burst of energy meant to briefly run amok on a nervous system (which she doesn’t have), causing disorientation, dizziness, overheating, and a sudden rapid heart rate. It’s a silent attack, and Wessex gives little indication, if any, that she’s let one loose. Deimos might feel it, too, if he’s within ten feet of the pair. If it doesn’t work, she’s ready to pull out her talons out of her knuckles. Just for show. And perhaps to teach Jyon that with Ascended, you should expect the unexpected. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm