As we stand together, grinding ourselves into one another, not an ounce of peace between us, neither of us getting any notable advantage. I hear you whisper into m year, and it just spurs me on, so much so that without a verbal response; all I do is lick the side of your neck, from shoulder to ear-lobe; just to prove how hungry I am to taste you already.
Your feet slide back ever so slightly, and I smirk... 'Advantage Emilia just like that' - I think to myself; growing more and more confident now that we've started. That's when your balance shifts and I have to defend instantly, you lose balance slightly, lifting a leg, and I close my legs as fast as I can, taking a knee to the thigh with incredible force, as you slap me across the face at the same time.
Your right knee connects with my inner right thigh with force, dragging up it powerfully and causing me to groan out in pain as you then slap at me. It's still fresh in this fight though, and it will take more than that to put me down as I stumble a couple of steps back from you, watching as you push in to close the gap once more.
I lash out in response, slamming my heel down at your toes; hoping to either crush them, or force you up onto one leg as I send my weight forwards, using the momentum to send my right shoulder crashing into your sternum; hoping to power through you and send you sprawling backwards as I drive forwards.