(( Technically, Thygor, I'm not really bothering with Initiative. x3 What I'd LIKE to do, is kinda have everyone on the same page when it comes to turn order. If people see it's a new round, and everyone but them has posted, it's up to them to post before I do. If I go first, that'll pretty much just be my NPCs being on the ball a bit more. I of course understand not everyone can devote a ton of time to just waiting anxiously on the next round, so posting some 'if/or' scenarios works just fine, much like you have been doing.<br/><br/>We're kinda out of combat now, so you action will come first, and that's completely fine. x3  I'm still working on exactly how I wanna do turn order, but I kinda like the way it's been played out so far.  I also appreciate little things like Sansuki's offer to let an NPC go first, because it fit. :3 I'll end up doing the same with my NPCs when/if the moment feels 'right'. ))<br/><br/><br/>Despite her labored breathing, despite the unsteadiness of her footing, Litala holds her ground and stares the big drake down, blade uplifted and held horizontally to her body "Spar...SPAR?! You MOCK me?! I'll be wearing a suit made out of your HIDE, you viscious beast!" With another shout of utter rage, the elvish girl springs forwards to meet Thygor's charge head on.<br/><br/>Fully expecting him to lead with his shield, she actually looks slightly surprised when he instead leads with a cross-body chop. It was a chop aimed at her midsection - she'd jump over it! Use his shield as a springboard again, maybe this time she'd drive her blade right down between his eyes. It would be fitting, after what he'd done to Henriette! Gritting her teeth, she meets the swing of Thygor's blade with a sweep of her own, the sound of metal upon metal ringing out across the furrowed farmland.<br/><br/>The elvish girl's strength, bolstered by sheer rage, was immense, and Ragnar actually felt his blade get angled upwards by her own. Despite the surprising amount of strength contained in her little body, though, his own is simply superior...and as his own sword travels up the length of hers, he registers the slight wavering of it's tip, the way her arms seemed to buckle inwards just slightly....<br/><br/>...But enough to capitalize on. With one final push and a sideways twist of his blade, he drive his sword down and in, turning what should have been a complete miss into a rather solid clip against Litala's temple.<br/><br/>Staggering backwards, the elf blinks, shakes her head...and then grits her teeth, gazing at Thygor with a look of complete and utter bloodlust.<br/><br/>"R...RAAAA-unnnghh..."<br/><br/>Crying out in her rage, she takes one step...two...then stumbles, collapsing onto her knees with a pathetically weak little groan. She doesn't even manage to lift her head again as her willpower to fight simply gives in. Without so much as another sound, the bested elvish girl collapses forwards onto her chest, unmoving, but still breathing - unconcious!<br/><br/>(This, technically, happens before you get dropped to 0 HP, Thygor! )