Whatever crumb of relief or victory he feels from the mace making impact with its target is almost immediately squelched when that claw unhooks from his flesh. Gen grits his teeth hard as he fights back his voice, ignoring the vicious pain that rips through torn flesh when he reels his arm back for another swing of the weapon --
only to get the air knocked out of him as Estinien kicks off him, those talons digging deeper into his torso for a moment before tearing out with the bright flourish of blood. It hurts enough to make his vision go blank for a second, further shaving down the precious little time he has to react to Estinien's incoming dive, and it's only the hard pulse of adrenaline through his veins that lets him react at all. It's just too bad his options are few in the first place, and the only one he can see working still isn't great.
God, this is going to suck.
Gen seems to be frozen in place at first save a squaring of the shoulders. But Estinien launches himself into that dive, and in the split second before those talons can make impact -- Gen abruptly drops low. It's not just that he falls into a crouch, but that the ground beneath him is suddenly gouged out, like an enormous hand's carved a trench below his feet. Or rather, a grave just big enough for two. And with the sudden change of setting, and Makoto hampering the movement of Estinien's wings, it's dubious he'd be able to change his momentum or trajectory in mid-air on quick enough notice. That dive should instead send him crashing into the side of the makeshift pit that Gen's dropped himself into, once more clouding the air with dust and dirt and smoke.
Did Makoto manage to untangle himself before that impact? Or was the coil of Estinien's tail too vicious for that? Regardless, that trench makes for a terribly claustrophobic space, and one where Estinien's stature is bound to work against him; how well can he maneuver his wings or tail when he's blocked on all sides by walls of dirt?
Granted, that change of terrain's come at significant cost -- moving the earth that dramatically is something Gen has yet to grow acclimated to, and the drain of magic's already left him a little light-headed and queasy. Not the best condition to be in when he's essentially trapped himself in a pit with someone like Estinien. But the situation is what it is, and like hell he's going to give up without a fight. Even as he feels his clothes start to stick to his skin with blood, he tries to lunge back in before Estinien's had a chance to react. The mace's heavy head whistles through the air as he directs as heavy a swing as he can manage right towards Estinien's chest.
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only to get the air knocked out of him as Estinien kicks off him, those talons digging deeper into his torso for a moment before tearing out with the bright flourish of blood. It hurts enough to make his vision go blank for a second, further shaving down the precious little time he has to react to Estinien's incoming dive, and it's only the hard pulse of adrenaline through his veins that lets him react at all. It's just too bad his options are few in the first place, and the only one he can see working still isn't great.
God, this is going to suck.
Gen seems to be frozen in place at first save a squaring of the shoulders. But Estinien launches himself into that dive, and in the split second before those talons can make impact -- Gen abruptly drops low. It's not just that he falls into a crouch, but that the ground beneath him is suddenly gouged out, like an enormous hand's carved a trench below his feet. Or rather, a grave just big enough for two. And with the sudden change of setting, and Makoto hampering the movement of Estinien's wings, it's dubious he'd be able to change his momentum or trajectory in mid-air on quick enough notice. That dive should instead send him crashing into the side of the makeshift pit that Gen's dropped himself into, once more clouding the air with dust and dirt and smoke.
Did Makoto manage to untangle himself before that impact? Or was the coil of Estinien's tail too vicious for that? Regardless, that trench makes for a terribly claustrophobic space, and one where Estinien's stature is bound to work against him; how well can he maneuver his wings or tail when he's blocked on all sides by walls of dirt?
Granted, that change of terrain's come at significant cost -- moving the earth that dramatically is something Gen has yet to grow acclimated to, and the drain of magic's already left him a little light-headed and queasy. Not the best condition to be in when he's essentially trapped himself in a pit with someone like Estinien. But the situation is what it is, and like hell he's going to give up without a fight. Even as he feels his clothes start to stick to his skin with blood, he tries to lunge back in before Estinien's had a chance to react. The mace's heavy head whistles through the air as he directs as heavy a swing as he can manage right towards Estinien's chest.