<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9b/Yulafractae.jpg)</div><br/><br/>What began as a bad situation turned into an honorable duel, each attack and clash a statement as the two women tried to establish dominance over the other. "Oh really, you wish to take my ears? I'm so sorry, love, but I daresay my ears would clash with your hair and skin. You're welcome to give it a shot, of course...if you can<em>take</em>them from me." The kitsune challenged the scimitar-wielding drow once again, her smirk only growing as they approached another beautiful stained glass window, depicting a semi-erotic scene involving what appeared to be a drow and an Overlander in bed together.<br/><br/>The clashing and the very sight of the scene before her drew Yula's attention to the drow's figure, toned but lithe- the body of a trained fighter. Her heritage is an obvious one, from her ears and skin tone alone. Of course, the kitsune couldn't help but make a quip in this moment of violence. "So tell me, does your face always look so pissy? Sad, it doesn't match the rest of your beauty, but then, such is often the case." She shook her head in disappointment, continuing the rest of her observations as they dueled, her attempted attack reflect as the drow spun away from her, showing off more of those exquisite curves and that ass...<em>that ass</em>.  Of course, Yula's figure was on display as well, her particular choice of clothing doing very little to hide the curves of her hips, her breasts, and the smooth skin of her legs as she advanced, retreated, spun, and countered all her own. That fluffy tail, too, was on display, giving the drow another hint of her heritage.<br/><br/>"You fight well as well, given your injury. That said, your style is sloppy and wild. If you keep leaving yourself open like this, you could die.  Fight all of you? Well, I admit that would make things quite strenuous for me, but perhaps I intend to do just that? Ah, maybe I'm just in search of another dance partner, or a work of art...Of course, judging by those lovely works of art, I'm searching for a foolish sorceress who was too frightened to accept death, the very same woman who possibly has a bit of a<em>thing</em>for drow...Ah, and her orb, of course!" She answered back in full, the sounds of strikes and slashes whiffing in the air, the very air being sliced as they clashed, and of course, the clash of steel on steel.<br/><br/>"That said, I think I'll take the lead in this dance now!" She insisted, advancing upon the drow as she took on the role of the aggressor, looking for any opening she could until she found one.  She unleashed a powerful thrust upon the woman, attempting to force her into submission near the very same stained glass.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Hack and Slash: At 2016-05-05 15:51:41, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=88290)<br/>Damage: At 2016-05-05 15:55:18, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 1d8 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=88291)<br/>She's actively attempting to refrain from killing the drow. </div></div>