[The both of them square up, and Karlach can tell she's lost ground. She's revealed how fast she is, and a spear absolutely lets Clarisse control the battlefield. Karlach has a hell of a reach compared to most people, but even that isn't enough to compensate for a polearm. If she uses her axe -- metal -- it'll just let the woman electrocute her at range.
The taunt doesn't go amiss either. A broad grin splits over Karlach's face, riding the adrenaline, and the scorching of the lyrium rolls over her body.
The next time Clarisse comes for her, Karlach is ready for the pain. She lets Clarisse thrust the point at her, catching the shaft in her fist, bearing down. The electricity jumps through her, setting all that lyrium alight, bursting through her veins with pain. But Karlach is used to pain.
Karlach pulls Clarisse in close with her grip on the spear, reaching out with her other hand to grapple her, go for the front of her armor.
Unfortunately, she's. Got a backup knife.
Karlach jerks back as the blade cuts across her cheek. It's fast, viper-like. It would've easily taken one of her eyes.]
Ow-! Damn it!
[One thing at a time. Karlach gives a mighty yank that'll force Clarisse to let go of the spear or break her fingers, and hurls it into the grass nearby.]
Not even an acquired taste, I'm afraid. Now, if you'll listen-
[Unfortunately, Karlach is very unprepared for how unwilling Clarisse is to listen.]
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The taunt doesn't go amiss either. A broad grin splits over Karlach's face, riding the adrenaline, and the scorching of the lyrium rolls over her body.
The next time Clarisse comes for her, Karlach is ready for the pain. She lets Clarisse thrust the point at her, catching the shaft in her fist, bearing down. The electricity jumps through her, setting all that lyrium alight, bursting through her veins with pain. But Karlach is used to pain.
Karlach pulls Clarisse in close with her grip on the spear, reaching out with her other hand to grapple her, go for the front of her armor.
Unfortunately, she's. Got a backup knife.
Karlach jerks back as the blade cuts across her cheek. It's fast, viper-like. It would've easily taken one of her eyes.]
Ow-! Damn it!
[One thing at a time. Karlach gives a mighty yank that'll force Clarisse to let go of the spear or break her fingers, and hurls it into the grass nearby.]
Not even an acquired taste, I'm afraid. Now, if you'll listen-
[Unfortunately, Karlach is very unprepared for how unwilling Clarisse is to listen.]