[Diana grew up hearing stories of heroes facing monsters and emerging victorious to fame and fortune; she does not feel as if this is one of those battles. Right now, there is only survival, for herself and those she was sent to protect. The beast crashes into her, and she manages to wedge her blade between its jaws to keep it from clamping down on her head. Her free hand presses into its chest, and she shoves; her divine strength is the only reason she's able to push it back even a little, its razor claws clipping the sides of her leather armor and tearing it to shreds as it slides back across the sand. Unfortunately, it takes her weapon with it. A sharp pain lets her know that at least one of its talons met flesh.
She sees Inej trying to get behind it, and knows she has to keep its attention until she can. It's already enraged by the pain from its one bleeding eye, and maybe inflicting a second, similar wound will be enough to drive it off. Diana widens her stance, and bellows a challenge cry at it; the creature meets her in kind, flinging its head back, dropping her sword, and screeching at the sky--leaving its face open to attack.]
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She sees Inej trying to get behind it, and knows she has to keep its attention until she can. It's already enraged by the pain from its one bleeding eye, and maybe inflicting a second, similar wound will be enough to drive it off. Diana widens her stance, and bellows a challenge cry at it; the creature meets her in kind, flinging its head back, dropping her sword, and screeching at the sky--leaving its face open to attack.]