[Training] knock, knock, knocking on the glass

Noah

if there's a reason I'm still alive
when so many have died

His elbow swung down and he felt it connect with her body. Sparks flew up his arm and down his side at the force of connection with her body. He clenched his jaw with it, and quickly pulled his arm back away from her and down to protect his ribcage and abdomen, knowing leaving it open would give the woman too easy of a target.

Noah braced his weight back, but did not step away from the woman--a mistake. He could not react faster than gravity, but how he wished he could. Her mace slipped from her fingers and as the motion caught Noah's attention he tried to react, but he couldn't totally move away. He pulled his foot back, but the mace cracked down against his shin as he did so. The hunter hissed in pain and reeled back, pushed the blunt end of his spear towards the woman in an attempt to push her away from him and him away from her.

He created some distance between them as the pain throbbed in his leg, but not enough to be free of any attack from her. Knowing this, Noah took the spear in both hands and swung it towards her and up, hoping to strike her but not let her come too close to him.

then I'm willing to
wait for it