Deacon Renama looked almost rabid as she blitzed towards me, that heavy silver axe moving at incredulous speeds as she chopped it towards me seemingly at random, each swing leaving behind a glittering arc of greenish silver as her mana and incantations further empowered her already impressive strength.
Meanwhile, the silver chain attached to the bottom of the woman's axe flew at my face at even quicker speeds, threatening to rip my head clean off my neck as she battled me with all she had; her anger, her beliefs, her strength, her endurance...
All of it was pushing its limits, and I couldn't be any happier as I weaved around the random swings, analyzing them for a pattern and disrupting it with attacks of my own as I switched to a reactionary style of fighting, taking advantage of her mistakes as she continued to shout at me, her emerald eyes wide and bloodshot whilst her lips were peeled back to reveal her pearly white fangs covered in saliva.
"[INSOLENT]!"
