[She should be throwing taunts back. She isn't. The Malachite Amethyst last encountered certainly did, but it seems this one is taking things far more seriously than that one had. She hauls herself back to all fours, for a moment or two dragged several feet by the spinning Amethyst.
And then she braces herself against the floor as best she can, digs her fingers in, and leans back, hauling on that whip as hard as she can, sharp teeth bared. Moving her is no small task when it's just force against force, and slowly she grinds to a stop.
Outside, eh. Where Alexandrite would have more room to fight?]
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And then she braces herself against the floor as best she can, digs her fingers in, and leans back, hauling on that whip as hard as she can, sharp teeth bared. Moving her is no small task when it's just force against force, and slowly she grinds to a stop.
Outside, eh. Where Alexandrite would have more room to fight?]