((Will do.))
Atella's narrowed as she watched the beasts, closely. Just as the jabs began to appear, she jumped up and away from the ground, her feet only annoying pokes to them. She would have to watch the ground to avoid having a sudden giant foot piercing...
She then drew one of her fans, the top of the fan bladed like a knife with spikes protruding from it at every fold.
"Bring it on, ya pig." She taunted at the beast moments before charging at it, waving the fan horizontally from one side of her body to the other, cutting at the monster.
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