Friday had been bracing against the force she had suddenly felt upon attacking the unarmored man. It held her down like gravity, but much heavier, and it made her short of breathe, slowing her attacks. But when Jake had yelled her head had spun and she had barely enough time to swing her sharp blade up for the block of the axe. Her eyes then turned to watch as the boy made a mad dash towards the Axe wielder's back. Clenching her jaw she, 'Fool!' she thought as she twisted her body to divert the strength of the blow towards the ground as she panted and turned only to receive a fist connecting with her jaw.<br/><br/>Blinding light, and pain enveloped her as she blinked back the red spots her sword shaking in her hand as she stumbled and straightened her stance.