She was holding her hands out now, a common gesture to cease his approach, but Sarras ignored it. Though she was a rank above him, more experienced, and had blood forever staining her hands, he didn't care. He continued his approach, and the way his fists were curled into iron strong balls made it very clear that he would not stop at just one strike. Who knew how many blows he would have dealt with her had he managed to get his hands on her? It would forever be a mystery, however, as she had managed to put a halt to his advance with her magic. If she had told him what her magic was earlier in their conversation, he simply forgot, and nothing surprised him more than that blast of steam to the face.
As angry as he was, he could not withstand such an attack and he let out a cry of pain, reaching for his own face and for once hoping the smooth silk he wore would have offered him some relief, though he was left utterly disappointed. "AGH, YOU STUPID b***h!"
He backed away a few steps, rubbing at his eyes and face, gasping in pain and not realizing that she had fled the scene. He suspected she would- of course she would, anyone with common sense would have either fled or capitalized on the advantage and killed him, but he had a feeling that he wouldn't have to worry about that with her. Not unless her tears were all but a ploy...
No, if anything, Leda had been transparently honest. There was no murderous intent in her actions, neither tonight or that night his mother fell to her death... not that it made him any less angry, anyways. The moment the pain subsided, he opened his eyes and looked around, but she wasn't there. She fled! He didn't know where she went, but he ran after her with a scream, his rage blinding him more than her steam ever could. "If I ever see you again, I will have your starseed, and when I have his starseed, I'll crush them both! I swear, I will make you both pay!"
Aeeth
Totes a wrap, and we can consider this a battle as well, considering he's taking a blast of steam to the face.
