[ yennefer watches as he positions his footing, watches as he settles into place. she recognizes a fighting stance when she sees one, and while under normal circumstances she would recognize that he wouldn't be the type to set himself up that way, she can't be bothered to care.
the anger that has been building under her skin is pushing outwards, hitting a peak that she no longer focuses on pushing back. he says oh, we can just get to it and she doesn't really wait to hear that second set of words, doesn't really let him finish setting his feet. in half a second, her hands are up, pushing a wall of force energy directly at his knees and feet, which should - if she acted fast enough - still be in motion to find his footing.
yennefer knows it won't be this easy. she knows that he has plenty more up his sleeve, and really, there is a deeper part of her too that knows this is all for show in the first place. but truthfully, honestly, that isn't the point. the point is that she can do this, that she has the chaos to use, and that finally - finally - there is a way to let it explode. ]
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the anger that has been building under her skin is pushing outwards, hitting a peak that she no longer focuses on pushing back. he says oh, we can just get to it and she doesn't really wait to hear that second set of words, doesn't really let him finish setting his feet. in half a second, her hands are up, pushing a wall of force energy directly at his knees and feet, which should - if she acted fast enough - still be in motion to find his footing.
yennefer knows it won't be this easy. she knows that he has plenty more up his sleeve, and really, there is a deeper part of her too that knows this is all for show in the first place. but truthfully, honestly, that isn't the point. the point is that she can do this, that she has the chaos to use, and that finally - finally - there is a way to let it explode. ]