<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><strong>When the earth shakes.. when the ground quakes... Libby holds on </strong></span></span></div><hr/><hr/><br/>Libby had only just begun the fight when the ground began to shake. She stood still and grounded herself. Her arms were held out for balance and she looked at Zac in question. He must really be upset if he's losing control of his powers to his emotions. When Zac looked at Jason and made is comment she raised a brow and glanced back at the child of Hades. Was he that upset that she blew him off? Silly death knight.<br/><br/>When the ground calmed she looked back to Zac and returned to form. As they danced around the field she had never seen him so wound up. It must be something in the air as the guys were all on edge. She moved away from his blade just in time to avoid being gutted like a fish and her eyes went wide. He had held back just then and she felt it. Her eyes focused on him and his motions as she tried to determine where his next blow would land. His words were nearly lost on her as she remained at a steady focus on the actual fight. When he said something about Chiron needing her she knew it was serious.<br/><br/><strong>"What... I mean.. yeah.. okay."</strong><br/><br/>She had a feeling that Zac wouldn't tell her either way what it was until they were in private. As he pushed his attacks she faltered and was caught off balance landing on the ground with his blades at her throat and middle. Staring up at his deep blue eyes she gasped for air and felt the adrenaline pouring through her.  She spoke quietly to him as he had her pinned down and prone.<br/><br/><strong>"Going to carve me up and throw me to the fishes next, blue eyes?"</strong><br/><br/>Libby lost. She hated to lose. She usually didn't, except to the big three, they were more of a challenge to her. However, that being said, she rarely lost so badly as she just did. It was hurtful and she tried to keep that emotion at bay but her pride was wounded. Not moving as his blades were sharp, Libby just stared up at him. She didn't trust him not to accidentally slice her or maybe if he was pissed enough he'd do it anyway. Not likely, but you never know with those waves of emotion rolling in.