The fang prances before the peaks; negates the foray of the fortification!
Mithreander, landing from his last attack, swirls to meet the attack of the lady, who retaliated with blinding speed. He moves with a combined attack, that if executed properly, should counter hers, while causing damage in return.
HIs fingers stabbing down on the attacking members of her body, seeming fangs from the peak of Mithreanders head. If it landed correctly, not only would it drive the ladies attack low, but would also damage the appendage she used for the attack!
Knowing that it was his attack next, Mithreander does not hesitate in his next attack, feeling and absorbing the results from the last foray!
The claw glides upon the ricefield; blocks the chi of the insect!
With his hands, already extended from his last attack, he steps to the lady's side, gliding his hands around in the opposite direction, fingers hooked to claws, slicing as if to take stalks from the head of rice, her side being the rice head, hoping to knock her off ballance at the same time. In the same move, he brings up his back knee, anticipating a strike to his now open side.