Ashe snarled audibly when her blade snagged on his scarf, her heart breaking its even pace in anticipation, but he slipped away - scarf intact. The girl could have screamed with the fire that roared in her chest at that. ’He’s dead. He’s fucking dead.’ She flipped the blade to change its direction, angling it down for a slash across his chest. She didn’t get the chance to land the blow, having to adjust her feet to make up for his drop down to her branch. The assassin huffed and didn’t hesitate, moving to dart forward and bite her blade into his inner thigh, but then he jumped, slamming back down on the branch and -
CRACK!
Ashe yelped as the branch gave way beneath them, and it was instinct that saved her from crashing to the forest floor below. Her hand shot out and grabbed onto the nearest branch as she fell, and her shoulder barked in protest at the sharp tug of her weight upon it. The young assassin snarled swung herself forward until her feet found the branch ahead and below, balancing herself there as she rapidly searched for where to go next.
The fucker was dashing away, and she snarled viciously. She’d almost had him! Her breath was coming quickly, and her shoulder ached, but she cast her gaze rapidly about them to find the best course of action. The leafless trees at least allowed for decent visibility. Gods, she wasn’t going to get a feel for this place at all like this - not when she had a chase to focus on. Baring her teeth with a flash of hunger in her eyes, Ashe launched after her opponent. She focused on keeping her breath even, on placing her feet on the right spots on branches. She was smiling faintly at the rush of the fall still pulsing through every inch of her, and she made a leap for a particularly large tree. The man was pulling ahead, but he wasn’t going to for long.
Ashe let her eyes track him for a moment as she braced herself on the trunk, then clamped Reckoning in her teeth with a wicked gleam.
It took her only a few quick moments to move further up the tree. Up, up, up, still keeping a careful eye on her companion’s movements through the trees. The tree swayed with her, but Ashe’s balance was as sure as her grip, and her breath clouded in front of her as she hung off of the very top of a barren tree. Her eyes were sharp as she looked out over the treetops, smiling as her breath clouded in front of her. Her eyes searched for only a few moments, searching the layout of the forest bathed in the rising moon from her spectacular vantage point and... there. Ashe grinned as she saw the trees moving. She watched for a moment longer.. and then she moved.
She had Reckoning back in her hand, and Ashe rocked her weight back.. forward.. back.. forward again, and as she leaned far, far forward, she took a deep breath. 'Idiot girl.' She released the tip of the tree and launched forward with a powerful push off the branch she had braced herself on. The tree whipped back from her, and then she was free falling.
Ashe's stomach lurched and her breath caught and her heart fluttered... and then she grabbed onto the very top of another one of the trees. She pulled in a sharp gasp as she nearly kept going, nearly lost her grip, but the tree went with her. It bowed forward, and she had to force herself to remember to swing herself back again. She'd lost control of her breathing and heart rate, but gods it was an effort not to outright laugh with the exhilaration. Ashe's momentum carried her forward again, and she followed the same process. She gained ground on him impossibly fast, but by the time she hit the tree just behind where she saw him moving branches with his weight... her luck ran out.
The tree snapped as she pitched forward with a loud crack into the night. "Shit!" she barked, and she sucked in a sharp breath as she fell down and down and down. She barely managed to void striking branches by instead, grabbing ahold of them. Instinct guided her faster than she could process, and then all of a sudden, Ashe landed on both feet and one hand on the branch directly in front of a hooded man dressed in green.
She shoved herself to her feet, and her limbs were threatening to shake with adrenaline. 'Idiot girl, you control the adrenaline, not the other way around.' She still flashed him a grin, and there was a certain kind of wildness that sparked in her eyes as she breathlessly leveled her sword at him. "Mind your head," she chirped, and it was the massive top of the tree she'd snapped that was suddenly crashing through the branches, and straight for that smug bastard. She had little doubt he'd avoid it, and she braced herself for an attack.
Kalt
ashetta
it's live or die my way.
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