A retort to the last resort. (inv, training)

These thoughts flew into her head in the mere seconds before he reached her, she looked up, deciding on the spot. Water flowed out of her hands, barely blocking his attack, but his hand was only slowed, crashing through the water that had been halfway to freezing, and knocking her back several meters. She stayed on her feet, more offended that after her interior monologue, he still touched her. Like her decision would change his nature. Stupid girl.

He followed her through as she shook off the punch, throwing another punch at her stomach, her water tried to come down from the cage they were in, but his fist making contact first, sending her flying up with a dull thud. She hit the roof and fell back down onto her stomach. She could hear the hollow growling, hungry and wondering if she was wounded enough to eat yet. She looked up and sent a pillar of ice into him, sending him spiralling backwards and smacking into the other end of the cave. He bounced off, dropping to all fours and running back, shaking his head on the way, as he got to her, he jumped, she shot her hands out, sending ice at him, he dropped down in mid air, going under the ice and her arms. All she could do was watch as he struck out, claw first for her chest. She willed the ice to block it, but her arms could only move so fast, he got around 2meters away, the ice slicing down, but not fast enough.

As he dived, she willed the ice to block it, willed it to go faster, but it simply would not, his hand got a meter away...then slowed, his hand breaking through some kind of...thin white sheet, slowing him slightly. The ice slammed down into him. Cracking through his mask and slicing through its head, then fading away. So much for practicing hand to hand.

The sudden movement had taken her slightly by surprise expecting them to wait her out until she was too weak to fight back. But nope, straight after she had her strength back from a nap, they wanted to take her one. His powerful arms cracked through the ice in one hit, taking her by surprise again. And once again, she sent ice up to block it, but saw it would not make it. But once again, a white thin sheet of ice appeared, just as she wished there could be something there to defend her. This time it help up stronger, and she poured power into whatever it was, she could feel it drawing strength from her, so it must be hers. She grew excited at the prospect of a new ability to play with. But checked her emotions, this was a critical moment and she could not mess up in the middle of these guys. However, she could take them on easily, weighing the options. She opted to play with them, and maybe get the hang of whatever this was her needs had created.

The hollow looked as shocked as she was, the ice fading as soon as his arms lowered. He looked curiously at her, then it turned to anger, both fists raining down on her again, she wished again for the ice to block it. Leaving the den she had made alone. The white sheet obliged, forming a block against all three of his blows. She was still lying down, two other hollows moved over, pushing the first out of the way, their stomachs had made them inpatient. All three hollows growled at eachother, then looked down at her, and all three started punching...