Her immense size portrayed a portrait of something slow, lumbering and cumbersome. As she demonstraighted from the seven foot tall one's previous sword strike, she was agile and graceful. She also had a pretty good sense of hearing and had no forgotten about the other man as she approached the womanizing Nicholas. The tall one's footsteps portrayed his approach just fine. Kriss could gauge how close he was and from one direction. She could tell from how quick he approached that he was probably attacking.<br/><br/>Good. She spun around, stepping to the side at the same time, as though moving in fluidic rhythm to some unheard music. This brought both men into view and out of the way of the tall one's attack. "Thee would attack an unarmed opponent and from behind? Twas there not a single honorable and skilled combatant in thy entire village?" she taunted, confident not only in her own abilities, but that the men's rage would cause them to become blind to reason.<br/><br/>She stepped back away from them, resting her hands on her hips. "I am unarmed. Does thou thinketh not that thee can defeat me with thy bare hands?"<br/><br/>