Dragoncrest Cliffs i could defeat you if it came to a physical confrontation.

Artaax's sister was a power. He knew that perfectly well. It was what made her his favorite sparring partner. Not many could keep up with him, let alone give him a challenge. Blixen offered both. He still destroyed her every time, but it was still more fun than utterly destroying someone that was barely worth his time.

He smashed into her, but she managed to recover too quickly, the slippery bitch. A silent snarl echoed in his expression as he dipped his head to protect from her next attack. He didn't bother trying to dodge, knowing perfectly well that she would be faster. His only option was to hold still, attempt to aim, and thrust upwards to try and throw her off when she did land her attack.

He managed to do just that, though he stumbled at the force of her blow. He gave a timely twist, using some of her own momentum to shake off her hold. He spun to pursue her as she passed, his jaws parting in another attempt to grab her and use his superior weight to shove her to the ground.