WAOA Arena

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna's arms began failing her as Ragnar added more weight, but then she focused, and transformed her arms into wolf form. The transformation adding to their strength, Kenna pushed Ragnar off of her, then stood as he recovered and slowly reverted her arms back to normal. "Next time she's nearby, I'll check her out."

 

[Random berk]

"Thank you. I do not know yet if she is something to be destroyed or... for all I know it could just be some bizarre Alchemist's concoction that she uses as scent. If that were the case though, it is strange that others do not smell it." Ragnar grimaced with effort as he tried to resist Kenna's push, but after a while he released the pressure and pulled back to let her up.
"You are no child of the Primarch... but you could almost fool someone into thinking you were some kind of niece." He remarked with a grin, surprised to have been overpowered even by Kenna's wolfen form.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Thanks... I think..." Kenna said with a smile. When she had fully transformed back to normal, she charged at Ragnar, taking the offensive and going for a low tackle.

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar chuckled as Kenna began to take a more aggressive tact and took up a runner's starting stance, preparing to meet her charge head on and push back.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna closed in on Ragnar, coming in low and fast, slamming into his gut with her shoulder. While it wasn't the most sophisticated or hard-to-predict attack, it was strong enough to break through solid rock.

 

[Random berk]

Given the stance that Ragnar was in Kenna would instead slam into his own shoulder. As she struck the solid slab of muscle and bone he swept his arms up in front of her knees and used the momentum she still had to flip her clear over his back.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna was flipped over by Ragnar, twisting in midair to try and land on her feet, but slammed into the ground on her stomach. She started to stand up, winded and bruised by the landing.

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar rose and turned as fast as he could, intending to try and pin Kenna again, this time with an elbow on her back.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna was pinned by Ranga's elbow, grunting in pain. She tried to get up, pushing against the ground to try and get up.

 

[Random berk]

"I think I might just have you this time." Ragnar remarked mildly, though Kenna could not see the cheeky grin on his face.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna chuckled. "Not quite." Her arms shifted into their wolfen form, and she pushed up again, much stronger than before.

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar placed a knee on Kenna's back and bore down with as much pressure as he dared to exert without risking damage to her spine and ribcage.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna tried pushing more, but eventually her arms gave in and she slammed onto the ground. There was a small but sickening crack as one of her ribs fractured. "Argh! Uncle, uncle, uncle!"

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar released Kenna immediately and hunkered alongside of her.
"Ah. Sorry about that. You alright?"

 

[Gearhead mk2]

As Ragnar knelt down to Kenna's level, he may notice her pupils begin to shrink to pinpoints. She stood, one transformed hand on her chest over her injured rib.

 

[Random berk]

"Come on then, let's get that sorted... Kenna?"

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna blinked a few times before her eyes returned to normal. "Yeah... you win... let's get this checked." She held one still-transformed hand to her wound as she slowly walked to the arena exit.

 

[Random berk]

"As you say. Are you sure you're alright? You looked a little livid there."

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna took a few deep breaths and closed her eyes, arms slowly but surely reverting back to normal. "I'm fine. Well, I will be once this is fixed."

 

[Random berk]

"Alright. Wait, don't they usually send people in to provide aid after these fights?" Ragnar asked, looking around.