Faelan simply dodged her attacks, each one seemingly obvious. Straight line shots. No tricks. No skill. Just blind rage. She had one target, and her warpath didn’t seem to turn all that well. In a split second, he’d seen her start to puff up, and the back fire caught in her throat.<br/><br/>“I said no magic!” he shouted over the intercoms, almost happily.<br/><br/>Starting to spin tightly he dropped all his weight, kicking her legs out from underneath her. Using his still spinning momentum, he brought his other knee up as he grounded himself firmly, launching his knee straight into her abdomen.