Moonspear tsunami

She moved decently. Life upon the mountain had probably afforded a certain level of activity, and her body would have been accustomed to the thinner air here.

As she ran Glaukos studied her gait, whether she was naturally conserving her energy or if she had a conformation that afforded a greater reach. The way her breath began to heave from her was indication to him to give her a break, but he didn't say anything.

He waited until she had run back from the sprint and was before him again. He was still, quiet, and watching. It took less time for her breathing to regulate than he expected, which was a positive sign.

Good. You're ready to fight.

Glaukos moved to the center of the space, facing Tiuttuk. Now your task is to hit me. If you can land three blows, the game will be over. He wouldn't give her any instruction beyond that, as this was another test—not just for Tiuttuk, but for Glaukos as well. He needed to see what exactly he was working with.

If you want to roll dice for this: Roll 1d10 and anything 6+ is a success. Or you could wing it!