Post by Juch on Nov 2, 2023 13:48:39 GMT -5
Combat Rune, Gem of Telepathy
The world spun wildly.
Katelyn felt the wind rush back into her lungs as she was hoisted into the air by Middy’s grasp; she tried to twist and turn out of the Saiyan’s grip, but to no avail. And then, thud! The rushing descent that followed came swiftly and the mat welcomed her with open arms.
It was still painful nonetheless.
Breathe; it left her lungs and she needed to snatch it back. Each attempt to inhale was a battle in of itself - all the while her limbs flailed around, seeking leverage where there was none. A sputtering choking gurgle was all that escaped from her lips however, as the pressure around her neck coiled tighter like a serpent.
The glittering holographic ring grew dimmer in her eyes. Middy’s hold sapped her consciousness with every passing second. Should this continue, it would be all over; the match would simply end within just a few moments and she couldn’t have that!
Not here, not now!
Her fingers flexed, reached, scraped—anything for purchase. A growl of defiance swelled up from deep within her core as she reached up to grasp Middy’s leg. If she could just twist, just torque her body against his hold, perhaps she could unravel his grip…!
And then, with a sudden heave, she tried just that. In a sharp jerk, Katelyn attempted to invert their positions; simultaneously, her neck sought to break free as her body burst forth with renewed vigor. Gravity that once allowed Middy to pin her down knew no loyalty, and now was instrumental in the dark elf’s rebellion.
She would extend her free leg, coiling it around Middy’s planted limb. Like a vine seeking sunlight, she’d spiral her calf upwards with her foot seeking refuge behind the Saiyan’s knee. Her hands grabbed at Middy’s ankle, attempting to hold him in place as she tried to press him against the ground - if not submission, then at least her opponent’s offense should at least falter a bit, allowing her to catch her breath.
WC: 349
Total: 349
