Just a 'little' fight

The ice had held up... in a way. It had cracked and gone through the ice, but by then, had pretty much lost all of its power. Adelina ducked to the ground, but found that there really hadn't been a need to do so. She looked at the bullet, laughing.

The wonders anger and a little practice could do.

She stood back up, brushed herself off, and smirked as she looked at Jira. "Is that all you can do?" she questioned in a mocking tone of voice.

Adelina cursed under her breath. She put her hands on the ice, strengthening it. She looked at the sky, eyebrows furrowing slightly. Hurry up... she urged in her thoughts, becoming rather impatient.

One of the bullets broke through the ice and promptly hit the widow in the leg. Eyes widened in pain, then narrowed, and she let out another string of curse words. Thank goodness Alyeria wasn't around...

At this, Adelina growled, forcing a rather large stream of ice out of her palms and out of the ice barrier, aimed right for him.

Alexiel's eyes widened when he seemed frozen. That girl... had hit him?! Crimson eyes narrowed. Once Jira was done with that girl, Alexiel was going to get her, too. No one messed with her Jira!

Ok, so he wasn't hers. Whatever!

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Adelina just smirked. He did look frozen... finally, she was getting some damage in! She just laughed softly to herself and smirked. "You ready to give up yet?" she questioned. Her anger was no where near satisfied, but still, if he surrendered it would give her a sense of superiority. And goodness knew how much Adelina loved feeling better than people.

Adelina yawned. She didn't need such fancy-shmancy powers to know she could kick his rear end. Rolling her eyes as the blood came around, she stomped her foot into the crimson liquid. She had seen it so much lately that it hardly phased her anymore. The blood beneath her foot turned into a liquidy sort of ice, and she sighed. Slush wasn't going to help her.

Looked like she would have to concentrate harder if she wanted to win this. But that would be a problem.

"And what do you plan on doing if this blood isn't blood anymore?" she questioned, a smirk on her face.

Now this was a fight! Adelina ran out of the way of the spikes, making sure that with her steps she forced some cold energy into the blood to make it slush. It didn't seem like he could use it, so the more she did of that, hopefully the less he could use.

The seasons were against her, though. Winter and autumn were her best seasons for fights like these. Spring and summer, though... the heat just didn't go with her powers. And on a mountain? That probably wasn't helping her. There weren't exactly snow-capped peaks around here.

One of the blood spikes zipped passed her back and Adelina fell, the back of her trench coat ripped. Eyes narrowed and she stood up, throwing a large ball of ice toward him that shattered half-way through the air. Now it was a bunch of sharp ice pieces... she would have fun watching him get out of that one.

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Alexiel sighed inwardly. This girl was getting more attention then she got, wasn't she?

Eyes turned down and her nails dug into the rock. She had to get stronger... she just wanted him to notice... was that such a crime?

Catherine looked at the fifteen-year-old. "Are you alright?" she asked quietly. Alexiel just nodded her head, but the child knew better. She wouldn't argue, though.