"Shit. I was afraid that would happen...that's it, next time I go to town I'm getting an actual sword." Ivy muttered in annoyance, quickly attaching the hilt to her belt, just in time to go on the defensive as the woman attacked. "And I don't know how to use magic. Yet. Now leave me<em>alone</em>."<br/><br/>She hissed as the blow partially connected with bruising force through her suit, but countered with a punch at the woman's stomach.<br/><br/>((Athletics 0+4=4, take 1 stress. Attacking, get...-3+4=1 on Fight))