The taunting between Dementa and the Alpha Veltronix continued. She had forgotten that battles like this tend to take a very long time..and her back was starting to ache. It did look like the Alpha was starting to lose confindence; every time it howled, she would howl louder and longer. Every move it did, Dementa would do it better. It had even backed off a bit.
Looks like I am going to win this. Dementa thought gratefully.
But then the Alpha did one motion it hadn't done before, one that involved twisting the torso to one side. When Dementa tried to copy it...a fare of pain shot through her body; the injury she had gotten that morning was reminding her that it was still there...at the most inapproprate time.
She tried not to wince...but the Alpha noticed it. It lowered its head and let out a long slow hiss.
Suddenly it lept at her. Dementa twisted away but not quick enough; it landed a blow to her side, slashing her deeply in the side.
Dementa cried out and smacked the Alpha by reflex with a hand, sending it tumbling to the ground and writhing in agony due to her harm touch. It quickly got up again however...and got ready to attack again. Dementa, by now was laying on her uninjuried side...holding her injured one...
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