Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27025277-20160811184605/@comment-25073873-20160820033833

When Lyrissa closed in range, she brought both blades upwards in diagonal uppercuts, while bringing her wings, of all things, downwards in diagonal downward cuts. Four attacks, from four directions. Lyrissa's golden, metallic wings were sharp and bladed at their edges, after all.

Lyrissa had simply presented her opponent with a choice - they would have to back away from her, because pushing an attack on her wouldn't stop the blades or wings from closing in. The four directions would prevent sideways movements from being effective.

The only solution was to knock Lyrissa away with a strong force like a shout, or back away fast enough. Becoming Ethereal was possible, but Lyrissa's own personal sword made that an idiotic choice in any case.

It seemed as though Lyrissa ignored them misfortune of anyone who fell around her, though.