Yilia vs Sigurd

Yilia's eyes wandered at the female. Before she new it, she had grabbed the three stripped bunny fighter by his shoulder. Her eyes dead set on the woman which made her grow a smirk.

"M-Miss Yilia! What are you doing?"

Fear struck him cold to his core since most people here are her regulars. They all know what the viper unae can do.

"What does it look like? Not too often I see a female with black hair. Let alone the balls to do this kind of stunt in my market."

Yilia was intrigued with her tone, keeping a firm exposure. The bunny man seemed to understand, not wanting to be on her bad side.

"Well, he's fucked.."

"Agreed..."

"Do you think we can charge his mate for the tombstone after?"

The chatter was collective around the group as Yilia stepped up to the plate. Her icy gaze met him, she took off her polar bear skin cloak that hanged over her back. Revealing the six stripes that marked down her spine.

No words in exchange, her weapons dropped making this a little fair for the winged bear. Once a cling was her, she had immediately bolted and appeared in front of Sigurd. One fist uppercutting his jaw up, with another striking his abdomen. Quick on her hands and feet, the one that hit his grabbed him by the shoulder. Lifting herself up and over him. Three snake heads appeared out from her spine, coiling down and around his head. Normally they would hold her swords and use them in combat.

She landed down, pulling Sigurd down half way. The man refused to even get on his knees as she turned to face his back side. She kicked in his leg, folding it in. Knocking him down on the ground, unrolling her snake's from him, just to land another solid punch in the face.

"Night night."

She muttered out, cracking her knuckles and shaking her hand. Talk about muscle tone to back him up, but that's all he has going for him right now.