Shula barely gave time for Faelan to get another breath in before her attacks became faster and more erratic. She had speed on her side, that was for sure and each time she missed her claws would dig deeply in the dirt of the arena. She kept missing the man though and every time she attacked she became sloppier and more rage filled- raw anger replacing her clear headedness.<br/><br/>She was aware that voices were over the intercom now but no one seemed to rush in yet. Maybe it was because Shula and Faelan were tearing across the arena or because they wanted to see how this fight played out. Either way, the woman made sure every second was spent focusing on her bond mate.<br/><br/>The demon sucked in a breath, feeling the smoke rising from her throat and she gave a huge puffed, smoke and sparks leaking from her mouth. She coughed, not quite expecting the backfire and was momentarily distracted.