She knew this position well... the staff just hovering before the defeating blow. She knew if Mezolene had finished that attack she would have finished the fight. Her knuckles went white on her weapons hilts, shaking slightly for a second. "Two... moves..." she mouthed, almost in disbelief.<br/><br/>Grunting, she turned with a back hand swipe, a blind but incredibly strong attack. The move brought her into a tight crouch, and she rammed her skinny shoulder up and towards the girls torso. It was without pause she pushed her attack, weapons made for speed and finesse used as if clubs, banging against any guard she managed to strike. Ever time a gap was presented between the two, she would hop to close it, often times trying to sweep the girls feet out as she did so, or paralyze her with a kick to the kidneys.<br/><br/>This was not a battle she could win... these raging attacks could never last long enough to put the girl down, and soon her exhaustion was showing.