A grin spread across Rasha's lips as her words had the desired effect, baiting the paladin into a fury. She took a few steps back to afford her more fighting space without the chain connected to her ankles limiting her too much as Siva slammed open the cage's door. He was quick, very quick for being in such heavy and cumbersome armour, but Rasha knew that know, and she easily ducked under his first blow, and just as swiftly under the second while she launched herself forward, using the gap in his defenses to strike. The ceramic shard in her hand shattered as it hit the steel of his armour, fragmenting but leaving a shallow and pale scratch that was sure to be noticed.<br/><br/>His knee came up as she tried to weave away, hitting her in the stomach instead of the head and knocking the air out of her lungs. Gasping, she dodged to his left but the chains around her ankles pulled taut and send her falling flat on her front. Rasha was quick to push herself back up, but Siva had already adopted that defensive stance of his in the lull of the fight as she crawled to her feet. Rasha nearly betrayed her plan as a smirk briefly rose to her lips.<i> "Slay Toruk? Really now?</i>" She laughed, mocking the knight's foolish bravery.<i>"You are less than an ant before the Dragonfather, not even all mortal armies uniting against him could hope to even scratch his scales, much less slay that which cannot be killed."</i><br/><br/>Lunging forward, Rasha pressed the attack, her fists easily blocked by Siva's open palms, but the Satyxis had been expecting that, and her momentum carried her forward as she leapt and launch herself up, sailing over Siva, the chain between her arms neatly slotting in the crevice between his helmet and his torso armour, pressing firmly upon his neck and threatening to cut off his airflow. Yet the Satyxis woman had underestimated Siva's height, and found her feet dangling inches above the wooden floor while she hang from his neck with her front pressed against his back in a way others might consider quite intimate.<br/><br/>But playing 'big spoon' to Siva's 'small spoon' was the last thing on Rasha's mind as she dug her knees into his back, pulling hard on that chain. Hoping to either strange or snap the paladin's neck before his squires could come and help him or he found a way to dislodge her. Their struggle was almost comical now, far from the dignified and skilled fighters they were as they struggled like that.<i> "Gah! Fucking die already you bastard!"</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>