Teeth still bared, only this time in triumph, Varres intercepted Haruna’s grasping hands with his own, interlocking their fingers and pressing down with a combination of upper body strength and leverage to keep her pinned. Locked into position, arms trembling with effort the blood elf rogue pumped his hips forward once like an assassin’s knife seeking a kill, the sharp cry that followed not one of pain, however, but its polar opposite. Their battle had not ended, just the weapons had changed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>