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After letting out her roar, Lilith watched as the light in Shols'a eyes dimmed then died completely. Knowing that this couldn't possibly be the end of the fight, Lilith remained silent and still. After what seemed like ages of watching the girl intently, ice began to cover Shola, continuing the battle just as Lilith expected. With an ice covered fist this new Shola knocked Lilith off several feet on to her back. The werewolf gasped when the landing knocked the breath out of her, but then hurried to sit up and get back to her feet.
Lilith barely had time to stand before Shola had summoned her whip.
"No one gets to beat on me anymore,"
To her own relief Lilith managed to avoid the first attack Shola dealt, but the second time she wasn't so lucky. She cried out as the jagged ice crystals left gashes down her leg, and soon the pain was followed by an intense frozen ache. With her leg temporarily useless, the werewolf once again struggled to her feet only to be knocked to the ground again when Shola attacked.
"No--one--gets--to--beat--me--"
After the first few blows to her body, Lilith found that the occasional block with her arms helped a little bit. Multiple blows to the stomach had caused on overwhelming feeling of nausea, and just as she was ready to give in to the young Shola she spied it. The very tip of the knife poking from Shola's chest. What they had been doing was working, meaning that this was not the time to be giving up. With that Lilith found new energy, and after many successful blows Lilith grabbed one of the other girl's hands as it shot towards her. Once again Lilith's feet sank into the dirt to hold her steady as the remains of the clay figures rose into the air around them, forming a large whirlwind behind Shola that slowly made its way towards the pair. When hit, the tiny pieces of sand acted like tiny daggers against Shola's flesh and slowly began to chip away at her new pair of wings.
Lilith barely had time to stand before Shola had summoned her whip.
"No one gets to beat on me anymore,"
To her own relief Lilith managed to avoid the first attack Shola dealt, but the second time she wasn't so lucky. She cried out as the jagged ice crystals left gashes down her leg, and soon the pain was followed by an intense frozen ache. With her leg temporarily useless, the werewolf once again struggled to her feet only to be knocked to the ground again when Shola attacked.
"No--one--gets--to--beat--me--"
After the first few blows to her body, Lilith found that the occasional block with her arms helped a little bit. Multiple blows to the stomach had caused on overwhelming feeling of nausea, and just as she was ready to give in to the young Shola she spied it. The very tip of the knife poking from Shola's chest. What they had been doing was working, meaning that this was not the time to be giving up. With that Lilith found new energy, and after many successful blows Lilith grabbed one of the other girl's hands as it shot towards her. Once again Lilith's feet sank into the dirt to hold her steady as the remains of the clay figures rose into the air around them, forming a large whirlwind behind Shola that slowly made its way towards the pair. When hit, the tiny pieces of sand acted like tiny daggers against Shola's flesh and slowly began to chip away at her new pair of wings.