Ivan groaned internally, shifting his grip on his trident.
"Listen, lady," he panted through clenched jaw, "I sense a lot of animosity radiating from you, and I'm really not looking to get turned into sashimi today. It'd actually be kind of funny, since I can breathe underwater like a fish. But can we just agree to walk away for today?"
The girl's answer was a breakneck charge.
She launched herself like a rocket. Her sharp, scythe-legs cut through the humid air in a whirlwind spin.
Ivan somehow managed to snap his trident up just in time, catching her left blade right along the central tine with a deafening CLANG!
"Damn it!" Ivan snarled before twisting his wrists to redirect her momentum, slamming her back-first onto the muddy turf before him.
But the girl didn't falter. She used the impact to roll forward and spring off the ground, basically executing an awkward frontflip that nearly disemboweled Ivan right then and there.
