Indeed, as Kathrine felt several welts and bruises on her arm and waist as she was slammed a few times, the woman growled softly. "You are skilled..", she whispered before Kathrine came in. This was the one style she knew how to copy perfectly, Dark Lashes, strong almost scytche like strikes as she danced in, the attack was designed to leave little room for any defensive actions to be taken against. And as Kathrine neared close enough her leg came up, hopefully clipping the succubi's head.<br/><br/>Still she was no monk, so breaking it would be difficult.