Stavanger Bay war will nourish itself

Leokadia watched his every movement. She was swift enough to evade him in turn, but--

She was bludgeoned by him the wrecking ball, and fell to the sands beneath him unceremoniously. A stray, sharp rock cut between her shoulder blades where it normally wouldn't from his weight and their united momentum, and she lets out a snarl herself as it rends her as though the sands bore teeth. But she did not stop this fight, and at the end of their tumble Leokadia found herself atop him. There was nothing sweet, adorable, or cute about the two titans coming together in such a way. She used this to her advantage as she sought to pin him there, ignoring the burning pain the rock had caused as it split her skin. It was unearthed, now, and it wore her blood. The sight was enough of a distraction for her dear elder brother to catch her off guard, and the entirety of her attack to be for naught.