The blonde woman fixes her glare on Jordan, her lips slowly parting into a fierce grin.    "Ooh.  She's got some fight in her.  Good."  With a jerk of her head to the side, she shifts off in that direction, towards a space not occupied by any other group.  Along the way, they pass several other pairs of women.  One aggressive woman, with blue eyes and short dark hair performs a takedown on a more delicate looking redhead.  She laughs wickedly as she holds the struggling woman face down on the padded floor.   Farther off, Jordan can see Miri and the lamia squaring off, Miri looking decidedly nervous.  The lamia's voice can faintly be heard, sounding instructive, although the words are not clear.<br/><br/>Finally, the blonde stops, turning towards Jordan.  She lowers somewhat into a fighting crouch, her arms spread wide, her almost nude body on open, almost aggressive display.  "Alright, little girl, let's see what you've got."  She gestures towards Jordan, signalling that the priestess should begin the attack.