The strike was true and the off balance Jaggi inadvertently helped Cat as it stumbled, adding it's weight to Cat's strength, burying the stout blade right to the hilt in it's despite it's tough hide.  Screeching in pain, the creature found itself in the worst position it could have been, with Cat in easy reach of it's soft underbelly as she pulled back and stabbed twice more, ending it's suffering.<br/><br/>Swaying, the Jaggi fell to one side, freeing Cat to look at the state of herself.  Specks of the predator's blood dotted her skin and the remains of her armor, which was still in one piece for the most part but had suffered significant damage from the Jaggi's claws and now barely preserved her modesty.  Needless to say, another good cut like that would probably have it in tatters and it's ability to improve her defense is significantly diminished.<br/><br/>----------------<br/><br/>While Jaggi as a species tended to be rather single-minded in their hunting those that survived to become Great Jaggi were often a slight step above the rest of their pack in terms of intelligence.  They would never be on par with the intelligent races of the world but they could recognize patterns, and so as Liza Jumped again the pursuing monster exercised it's basic pattern recognition and half-turned in an attempt to avoid a repeat of earlier as it was traveling far too fast to simply stop on a dime as it's lighter bretheren could have done.<br/><br/>The result favored neither monster nor huntress as the Great Jaggi's shoulder bulled into the pink-haired woman, hurling her across the clearing.  Training would make it easy to recover and she ought to maintain her grip on one blade but in the confusion as they met, Liza would find her other blade had been driven deep into the Great Jaggi's haunch as it rammed her, causing the Great to Scream in pain and rage as it struggled to stay standing.  It certainly won't be able to run any time soon with a wound like that.<br/><br/>----------------<br/><br/>The Jaggi atop Anya growled down at her, as though it was wondering what to do with her.  It could feel her still struggling beneath it and as much as it wanted to tear at her it didn't dare lift it's feet off her shoulders as long as her arms still moved.  Craning it's neck down, the Jaggi's brought it's head close to hers, staring down at her curiously while between it's legs Anya would be becoming aware that the reptile was half aroused, though she couldn't fathom why that would be the case.  Still, the beginnings of its cock pocking partially-erect from its sheath were fairly obvious for what they were.