She Attacks!

Without hesitation, the winged woman brings her mace over her head and brings it down on your shoulder, in a feeble attempt to knock you from the sky. No dought, she percieves the intrusion as a threat...

You could have easily dodged it. You do not. You want her to know of your power.

She pulls her mace back in a second swing to jab your gut, and you grab her hand, stopping the motion dead in its tracks. She draws back a fist for an uppercut, and you catch her other hand with ease, clenching her wrists in your unwavering grip. You squeeze my hands just enough to hurt her, to let her know that you are stronger, tougher than her.

Child's Play.

A true warrior, she attempts to headbutt you, and I let her.