"Oi! Hands off, lady!" Lukas ducks in behind the woman, the blades of his star-shaped knives flickering in the daylight as he attempts to draw her focus away from Tamara, at least for a moment. He doesn't even know if the woman can be wounded by normal blades... but it certainly doesn't hurt to try. So, the "dagger-dare" aims low, attempting to ham-string the immense woman... and sneaking a healthy look at her exposed ass in the process. Can't hurt...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">TWF off of a flank: <br/>1d20+14: 17<br/>1d20+14: 28 (Hit)<br/><br/>Damage: <br/>1d4+6+5d8+Bleed 5: 10+26 (36)+5 Bleed<br/></div></div><br/>And he certainly catches the creature's attention when his blade leaves a long, deep gulley in her right thigh, sending little rivulets of blood running down towards her ankles. Of course, she doesn't turn her attention from her "prey..." simply lashes out with one claw in a vicious back-hand, leaving scratch marks across the rogue's face.<br/><br/>But for Tamara, she seems to have something else planned... for a brief moment, the steel-clad woman feels as if something is sifting around, deep in her mind, looking for something, anything... and then, slowly, the woman in red's features begin to fade out, slowly taking shape into something new. "I can be the one whom you desire more than all else in this world, if only you will embrace me..."<br/><br/>Of course, Lukas only sees a naked lady in a red cloud, unaware of the vision forming in Tamara's eyes...