Shai let the needlessly aggressive rogue circle her, she wouldn’t let him led her into steps. She couldn’t match him at this game, so as she had done before she would simply changed the rules. The first was to not mimic his movement and let him position her how he pleased. Instead as he go behind her the first time she brought both legs together and crouched upon the balls of her feet and spun. She couldn’t follow him but she couldn’t risk taking her eyes off of him either. She would use the same trick as before, but it would only if she was facing the correct way, which is why she repositioned herself.
Letting the rogue continue his path the spider watched while he walked in front of her clearly, and then tilted her head to watch his shadow as he walked behind her. If she intended to fight him it was a poor strategy; her backside couldn’t wield a weapon. But, that wasn’t the thief’s intentions at all; she would dodge when he came at her. Clearly Antar had failed to comprehend her advice. It was almost to be expected, although she had hoped for more from him; the reasons for the vicious initiation the night before should have stopped her from even bothering. Men never understood women; least of all they could never grasp how females fight. It was like a leopard fighting a wolf. Perhaps, she would show him someday but not until this brutish contest was long over and perhaps forgotten.
Suddenly, Shai wondered if Antar had ever known women who worked in the same business as him. With a subtle jerk of her chin she dispelled the notion. It wasn’t fueled by jealousy or something so base, but instead she was giving him an excuse. She was slipping. The spider put her full focus into watching his movements; she would have to remain undistracted to outmaneuver him. If he was serious, if he used magic; this fight was over before it began.
The pressure on her knees was beginning to build, but it was similar to the positions she held so while climbing so she knew how to bare it. While the rogue’s path brought him before her, Shai used her peripheral vision to locate obstacles about the camp. She would never to place barriers between them at some point she suspected.
Dryly Shai admitted to herself He won’t give up if I just wait him out… . As much as beginning the skirmish was not to her advantage there was no benefit in waiting. The spider flicked closed her fan and tossed it open again at the same tempo as a cat’s annoyed tail. She wasn’t really annoyed, she had no room for it between her concern and focus for the situation. All that was certain is until he came after her she’d never get an opening to escape, his legs were longer and there were no trees or buildings close enough for her to sprint the distance ahead of him. Basically, the man was lucky that their surroundings were so advantageous to him.
Whatever his first move was, the Symenestra would evaluate it carefully after hopefully evading it. Spiders were apex predators; they had no ability to spar only to kill. If Antar wasn’t intent on her demise she would have to blunt her weapons; namely her venom.
Letting the rogue continue his path the spider watched while he walked in front of her clearly, and then tilted her head to watch his shadow as he walked behind her. If she intended to fight him it was a poor strategy; her backside couldn’t wield a weapon. But, that wasn’t the thief’s intentions at all; she would dodge when he came at her. Clearly Antar had failed to comprehend her advice. It was almost to be expected, although she had hoped for more from him; the reasons for the vicious initiation the night before should have stopped her from even bothering. Men never understood women; least of all they could never grasp how females fight. It was like a leopard fighting a wolf. Perhaps, she would show him someday but not until this brutish contest was long over and perhaps forgotten.
Suddenly, Shai wondered if Antar had ever known women who worked in the same business as him. With a subtle jerk of her chin she dispelled the notion. It wasn’t fueled by jealousy or something so base, but instead she was giving him an excuse. She was slipping. The spider put her full focus into watching his movements; she would have to remain undistracted to outmaneuver him. If he was serious, if he used magic; this fight was over before it began.
The pressure on her knees was beginning to build, but it was similar to the positions she held so while climbing so she knew how to bare it. While the rogue’s path brought him before her, Shai used her peripheral vision to locate obstacles about the camp. She would never to place barriers between them at some point she suspected.
Dryly Shai admitted to herself He won’t give up if I just wait him out… . As much as beginning the skirmish was not to her advantage there was no benefit in waiting. The spider flicked closed her fan and tossed it open again at the same tempo as a cat’s annoyed tail. She wasn’t really annoyed, she had no room for it between her concern and focus for the situation. All that was certain is until he came after her she’d never get an opening to escape, his legs were longer and there were no trees or buildings close enough for her to sprint the distance ahead of him. Basically, the man was lucky that their surroundings were so advantageous to him.
Whatever his first move was, the Symenestra would evaluate it carefully after hopefully evading it. Spiders were apex predators; they had no ability to spar only to kill. If Antar wasn’t intent on her demise she would have to blunt her weapons; namely her venom.
