Private Fight of the Valkyries

Deep in the forest, but not deep enough to tread into Forbidden Forest territory, the Ryley sisters had set up a small camp in a small clearing. A fresh campfire was just lit up as the night took the skies. It was their third day of camp, and by tomorrow they'd be heading home. They've brought all their supplies for the whole trip, not wanting to go hunting as the presence of shapeshifters meant risks of accidentally shooting or trapping one. This was, after all, a trip to wind down and have a little retreat to nature. The girls had brought out their sleeping bags from the tent so they could watch the stars while talking idly, wondering what the people they left behind were up to, and if they were alright, talking about the things they've missed. Suddenly, Rosetta went silent, sitting up from her sleeping bag. "Ali, something's wrong..." The older sister immediately grabbed the combat knife that had been sitting on top of the cooler that once held some meat that was now cooked and consumed. She knew when Rosetta felt something was wrong, there was something that was going to happen. But whether that'd be wolves or a tree falling near them, she didn't know, so Aliasse went on full alert. "Grab our guns." As Rosetta quickly scrambled to the tent, Aliasse scanned the area for a presence that wasn't supposed to be there.

When Aliasse heard the rustling of the leaves, her grip on the knife tightened. She quickly found the presence and mentally locked onto it even before the battle cry reached her ears. She stood her ground, slowing down her perception of time to analyze her attacker. She saw the spear and shield, and made a decision on how to approach. And that was to approach -- get in close so the attacker couldn't use the spear to its full potential. She could take a bash from the shield and that should be enough time for her sister to shoot. She waited for a few heartbeats before she moved to the side, an arm lifting above the pole which allowed her to wrap that arm under and around it to try and lock the spear to her side, with the bend of her wrist further down the shaft to try and wrestle control of the weapon. Her other arm was to her side, ready to thrust at the attacker's side, should she get closer. For Rosetta, it happened all so suddenly. In a blink, their attacker was on her sister, the angle making it look like she had struck. With her and her sister's gun in hand, she raised both and aimed at the attacker's legs.

Just as she feared, their attacker was exceptionally strong. She seemed to want to throw her over to Rosetta, probably thinking that she wouldn't shoot her own sister. But the two shots ringing just a split second later would prove that wrong. Aliasse disappeared, teleporting to the side just out of the spear's reach, keeping a 90 degree angle with Rosetta and the attacker. They'd have to spread out. Aliasse couldn't hold the enemy down, not with that strength. She'd have to know more. Rosetta shot two more shots from each gun, counting each bullet subconsciously. She'd have to get the extra magazines in the tent before she needed to reload. Aliasse picked up a rock and ground the side of her knife to make a sound. "Is that all you can do? Come on!"

The sisters had fought creatures like vampires and werewolves before, and did so without their powers. This confrontation wasn't something too new. Rosetta didn't panic when the enemy suddenly moved at great speeds, having known to rely on her instincts well before she was past her teens. "Rose!" Aliasse called out, throwing the knife at the Valkyrie. Rosetta rolled to the side, tossing one of the pistols at her sister, then with a wave of her hand, the knife redirected to her, blade-first to try and bury it into to the Valkyrie's back. And should that fail, it'd flip around and Rosetta could grab it safely. At the same time, Aliasse grabbed the gun and fired a shot.

The Valkyrie was no slacker, the two of them could agree on that. She'd definitely got some proper training. Despite the muscle approach, she had good footwork. Aliasse would take it to mean that this was no accident or happenstance, the girl was here to assassinate them. Though it did well for morale when the would-be assassin had her blood drawn, but her reaction time was something that was going to be a problem. Neither of the sisters could stray too far from her or it'd only give her time to dodge the bullets, and Rosetta couldn't bend their path like she could with the knife. A quick glance at each other, and they both knew the plan: stay just far enough away from the spear's reach. When the Valkrie threw the spear, Aliasse decided to put her life on the line for a better shot. What good are her new abilities if she couldn't use them to gain an advantage? She moved a step to the right, but it would look as if she was too slow and the spear buried itself through her shoulder, but she didn't wince, and there was no blood. All the while, she raised her gun and fired the rest of her bullets at the Valkrie as Rosetta did the same after catching the knife, some of the blood splattering her clothing. She waved her hand as if throwing a hook, and two small pouches with a pair of magazines each flew to Aliasse and herself. They weren't out yet.