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Salazar just chuckled and took ten paces backwards. If this wretch had any honor, she would do the same. Mentally he prepared himself, nothing too much. Hell, he might not even shift, it didn't seem necessary. No this one would be won with those ever so crude weapons she was going on about. 1.. He thought, unknotting the tie of his cloak. 2.. The red battered cloth fell to the floor. he would let her make the first move, after all this was only a minor inconvenience to him. Turning to face her he only smirked and motioned her towards him. 3.

Salazar got the air knocked out of him but didn't let it break his concentration. He thrust his right claw high into the air and drove it right through her arm, pinning it in place. "Nice first shot. But I can do better." Darting his mouth like a snake, he moved into towards her neck. He had ripped out many a airpipe from people who were stupid enough to strike him first.

Both Sam and Amy flinched when the fight began. However, when Amy started towards where they were fighting, Sam grabbed her arm and pulled her back. Shaking her head, Sam told Amy, "This isn't our fight. We jump in, there's no telling what would happen." Sighing in frustration, Amy leaned against a wall, Sam doing the same, and they watched the fight.

"You run from me!?" Laurette held her bleeding arm and then gripped her face and snapped her broken nose back in place, blood dripping down matching her red lips. Grinding her teeth together, she screamed, "Coward! Get back here and fight me like a man!" Breaking out into a dead run, with one arm she managed with ease to climb up the side of the building and jump in through the window he had broken. Her other arm shifted back into a human appearance, the claws gradually shrinking down as her other hand and arm shifted in place of her injured one. Inside the dark bedroom of the house, Laurette heard the broken glass crunch beneath her feet. "You're not the only lycan!" She screamed out, stepping out into the center of the room, her head turned in his direction. "Have you forgotten you are not the only one with overly acute senses!? Running won't help you, and it sure as hell won't hurt me!"

She raced and then managed to jump in front of him, blocking the door to the cellar. She remembered he mentioned that he used fire magic, down in a closed space, that would be bad... And this was a door to a cellar, and she lightly picked up the scent of alcohol from downstairs. He still has no clue. "You're a dire wolf, right? If you are going to start using weapons, why not just use magic and make this easy on yourself." Laurette clinched her fist, as she talked, the bones making loud popping noises as she did so.

Laurette raised her injured arm, slapped away at the dagger and swung around Salazar and then pushed him into the wall, making him the cornered one. Leaning in against his body, her arms outstretched and firmly holding his against the wall, her forehead pressed against his. Laurette's red eyes stared into his. The grin fashioned on her red lips slowly turned, gently twisting down into a frown. What kind of life have you had, where for a lycan, a half blood... You had to be this strong. She didn't move her head towards his neck, just simply kept his pressed firmly against the wall, knowing they would both rip each other's throats out simultaneously if she made a move. "....You keep your cool much better than I expected." Her voice and the look in her eyes was very calm and controlled. Had she just been acting so worked up to get a reaction out of him? "And you should know, cornering an opponent works both ways... All it takes is breaking contact for one moment, and the tables are turned. You said I'm not worth the effort, but didn't you stop to think that this method, although taking up less energy, is so much more dangerous."

Laurette pushed herself off of him and leaped back, taking the silver knife in her hand and stabbing it safely through the inside of her jacket. "Impressive." There was no worry in her voice at all. "And you're right, I'm not dangerous, not to you, not now..." She raised up her shifted hand by her face and grinned. "But, I haven't even shifted yet." Laurette took a step closer. She would never allow herself to lose, not to Salazar or anyone else. Now she questioned how long she should let this spar last.