[h3][color=fff200]Alaira, Hunt[/color][/h3]
Alaira cursed as she swung... She felt the blade find purchase, cleaving deep into the creature's flesh... But she knew that it was strong, it's bones would not be sliced so easily. So, her sword tore apart the meat but proceeded to glide off the bone. The creature was stopped, and the follow-through from her swing caused her to turn around... There was a flash out of the corner of her eye, the woman only having a split second to raise her blade to guard, along with a back-hop assisted by aeromancy... 

She wasn't quick enough to avoid the blow, but since she was moving back as well the beast couldn't strike her weapon hard enough to break it. However, the additional force from the blow caused her to fly back further than expected and lose her balance, tumbling to the ground. She didn't have time to strike back immediately, the woman springing to her feet first. Her eyes flicked down to her blade, noting the scratch along the blade that could have easily shattered it had she been slower. She spat, shouldering her blade before dashing in for another strike. She cloaked herself in lightning, bolts of energy arcing around her body and singing grasses as she passed (She wasn't in contact long enough to outright start a blaze, however). She rather liked this 'cloak' spell of hers, it made physical attacks against her a risky prospect: While you could still hit her normally, such an action would not go unpunished... Most creatures and people were not keen on being zapped, after-all. She tried for a running start into an overhead, downward swing at its midsection. And if that didn't work, a backhop was in order.