Here we Go Again [Meiko vs Nimue]

Her blue eyes were focused, Be careful, she will hear you. Iwayo said softly in her mind while they made the steps. Of course this thing would hear her considering Nimue did not do anything to become silent, it was not of importance to her, it was nothing. She just took her path, she just clicked the spear together, but Iwayo was right. They had to be careful, who knew what so many months of prison had done to you. She did not want to consider, but she was going to do something about it, for as far as Nimue was aware, she should be stronger than their last fight.

She would block the sword easily with her spear, quite a distance so to say from being pierced. "The prison is missing you, I thought to help you and get back on the right route." She said as sassy as she could be. Nimue had noticed that when it came to fights, Uphondu probably gave her boast in confidence and let her talk words she wouldn't say to people she liked, knew and so on. She was not always sure if that was a good thing but it happened none the less so let it be. She would fight Lavande or Meiko as G told her and she would swipe her ass back into prison.

Great. If you thought this bitch was an annoying one before, it seemed her mental stability had been going even further down the drain after prison and it was only a short period. Nimue had really hoped that this would have not been the case. For heaven's sake, had she not enough trouble? Why was she called... she was a healer, that's what she had wanted to do but look at her here. "Good luck trying." She mumbled and she watched her take the dagger out and jumped backward and held the spear still in a horizontal way to be able to block the sword easily, but now two weapons to watch out for. She would have to figure it out. She had to move backwards and wondered if she should get back up. No, she could do this. It was very embarrassing to get back up anyway. She took a deep breath and flinched a little when Lavande kept yelling for her to die. She felt so angry for being here. The last time she had this issue was fighting Crowley and she wondered where he was. She pulled her spear away, blocked the dagger with her forearm, of course, this cut her but her blue eyes shone brightly in the dark night. She had to take some smaller damage. The sudden disappearance of the spear should be a surprise making her stumble with the sword and Nimue had the intention to scratch her with the blunt tip of it to her side and make her unstable. So she stabbed her left knee.

The problem was of course that a mental unstable person was very difficult to predict and whether she hit or not meant that she had to pull back and find time to wrap the fabric of her hero outfit around her now wounded forearm. She was not going to give up and she was not going to be tricked like that time with Crowley. This was not fair, Freya should have been here or whoever. It did not matter, this was what was happening now and it was how she would get to her work and fix it. She had no need to worry about Giovanni, right now, right? She ducked for the next attack, leaning on her spear to keep her balance as she went for attack without her weapon as she tried to sweep Meiko's feet away from under her and give a kick to her when she would fall or else try to kick that same left leg that she had just tried to pierce.

Surely the scratch or better yet cut that the dagger made in her left arm, did hurt a lot but it would work this way. She did manage to hit Meiko a little, not as much as she had wanted but it was something. Her focus would be the girl her legs but that was depending on how good she would be able to sort of knock the spear in that or hit her legs in general. To stop her from running away. She had to move a step back and make sure to block and swirl the spear that she held as a horizontal pole to take the hits. Obviously, her spear would not be able to take too much damage, not all the time and she would have to keep that in mind. She took another step back and managed to just avoid the slash at her wrist but she would try to hold on, that was going to be dangerous. She wasn't going to wait for Meiko's next attack and hunched down to sweep with her spear Meiko's legs away from under her to make her fall. She could maybe jump up on her and push her down with the spear but at this point it was not good to make any plans. Uphondu told her that as well. Because how would you predict someone that did not even know what she was thinking herself.

All she knew was at this point, she had to hold on to her spear.

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She thought that she was constantly aiming for her fingers but nothing more could be said when Meiko's attack was aimed for her stomach, and she reacted too slow, her spear would only block half of the attack, which made it so that Nimue could at least sort of push the attack in a better-calculated angle. If only she could consider it before doing so. She felt it, piercing the fabric, piercing her skin and stinging like hell. Also the warm blood pooling on her clothes, gross. She tried to hold on to the sword, which cut in her hand but ugh she felt dizzy immediately, how, what happened, she must have been scraped in her stomach before, that made it easy for Meiko to hit her. God it must have skimped her kidney and be, yea she shouldn't talk about it. But she should not let the villain run away without trying something. "Stop." Heh, which idiot would listen to that, no one? But she still had a spear, a further reach as she held her wound with her left hand, it did not help that the sword was pulled out, she would have to put more pressure on it but she could not right now. Her right hand holding on to the front part of the spear, closer to the middle and she aimed.

Her throw went more sideways than she expected, but it hit home anyway and she tried to grab the last end of it. Taking steps, things she should have not done and try to pull the spear with the woman on it back. Obviously, that did not work, "I need a medic." But she was the medic only at this point she didn't trust to call it out loud and had just called out underneath her breath. She would call Lindiwe, just a bit, a second, she needed to run after this crazy woman. It made her feel dizzy for more gross reasons before she stopped and leaned to one of the walls. Wobbly she let herself drop down against the wall and finally, the dryad appeared by her side to quickly check her wound and make sure that she and Nkosi were working on healing Nimue before she lost consciousness.