Just a 'little' fight

She bit her lip, though tried not to make it noticeable. He had been hit... she had hit him. Oh, this wasn't good. Alexiel hid her inner feelings, though, keeping her face blank.

The blade that was aimed for her chest hit, even though she had backed up slightly from it. She kept herself from wincing, then opened up her fan, a mix of both thorns and petals coming out of it toward Jira.

And here she hadn't wanted to use her new powers.

Alexiel narrowed her eyes slightly. "That's because you're not my target," she said. "I've no need or desire to hurt you." And it was true. She didn't want to hurt Jira, ever. It seemed that in this situation, she might have to at least give it a little bit more.

As he readied his guns, the fifteen-year-old found a spot of rock and made sure she had her foot on it. She looked at him, just waiting for him to shoot before she did anything.

And without a second though, a rock wall rose from the ground, blocking the bullet. If he wanted to see her abilities, then fine, he could. As soon as the wall was no longer needed for the bullet, Alexiel took it down. She wasn't going to waste her strength keeping something up that she didn't need anymore.

Eyes narrowed somewhat and again she rose the wall. She was torn... she didn't want to fight him, yet if she didn't, she wasn't going to get to pass. "Fine.... but you asked for it..." Alexiel warned him.

With that, she brought the wall down. However, the rocks rumbled slightly and a few of the smaller, yet sharper ones, were shoved from the earth and right toward Jira, paired by Alexiel's thorns.

She really didn't want to use the strongest part of her ability, though. It was too destructive to use against someone she loved.

As he titled back and the rocks hit, a pang of worry shot through the teenager. She really shouldn't be fighting him... it really wasn't right. But, whatever, he was the one who wanted it.

One bullet hit her in the arm and another in the leg, but Alexiel continued. There was no way she was going to let him think of her as being weak.

More rocks lifted and threw themselves at Jira, as well as some of the dirt that laid beneath them. The dirt was aimed for Jira's face especially, though, in an attempt to temporarily blind him.