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The feeling of anger Ary knew only of wrath children getting riled up suddenly hit her. So, Bleez hated being scolded? Interesting... As Bleez suddenly struck, the female instinctively moved a little away from the first punch and blocked the second one just before it hit her. "Good, far better than your last one," she commented, a bit surprised at the speed her student could put behind her punches. There was no way she could move that fast and hope to block all Bleez's moves. Great.

"Well? You haven't actually hit me yet and you aren't allowed to leave until you hit some flesh not used for blocking at least once," Ary urged Bleez on, leaving out the fact that she expected them both to leave with bruises if Bleez kept randomly stopping to wait for more instructions.

Ary stepped back to avoid the leg that attempted to sweep her off her feet and fall back onto the floor. Pale hands latched onto Bleez's wrist, twisting it around as she darted back behind the wrathful student. Finally, some wrath was beginning to show through the nice and calm personality. Just what she wanted to do; to teach the wrath side of her how to fight. That way Bleez would retain some knowledge on how to fight if she ever went into a blind rage.

Or so she hoped.

Ary, despite what Bleez was thinking she would do, actually RELEASED her wrist. Without a second thought, since she was behind the girl and at close range, she gently but forcefully pushed Bleez forward while somehow managing to sneak her foot in front of her student's.

She'd have to remember that tail. It would definitely pose a problem for any back-handed maneuvers like wrenching Bleez's arm around her back or whatever. Then again, that was probably a good thing since others with less experience probably wouldn't realize such things on the fly.

As Bleez came at her like a feral and angry dog, Ary instantly locked into a defensive stance. Then the lightning quick punches sailed through the air, pounding at her solid defenses. The punches were random, yes, but they were all centralized to what the girl could reach which happened to be her midsection.

So she waited oh so carefully, ignoring the fists that pounded against her ice-sheathed arms to soften the blows to her flesh. In a flash, pale hands grasped Bleez's wrists as they came forward in a punch. In a single, fluid motion Ary twisted the girl around and into the floor where her hand next grabbed that devilish tail whilst the other held the wrath girl's wrists.

"Bleez, cool your jets," Ary hissed coldly, grip like iron around her student's wrists. A cold, blue ice slowly branched out around the flesh and latched on to create a cold pair of durable handcuffs. "Or I'll lock you in a cage of ice until you do," she added, voice colder than ice itself. She had done such a thing before and she would not hesitate to do it again. Wrath child or no, she would NOT tolerate such pointless over-active tempers. A little anger, sure. Blind rage, not even a little.

“It’s supposed to. Since you’ve calmed down, we can continue with our lesson,” Ary replied, running a finger along the cuffs. As her finger touched them, the ice instantly melted and the leftover water flowed into her hand, vanishing. “That was pretty good, but not perfect. Hard, varied punches but lacking insight as to what an opponent would do. You up for another mock fight or would you rather head home?” she asked, crossing her arms and figuring Bleez didn’t want help rising to her feet. Her last actual wrath spawn didn’t so why would this one?

Ary waved a hand with a sigh. “No, no, that’s enough for defense. You’re good enough for now to move onto the next lesson, which will probably be far easier for you to understand and get the hang of,” she replied, backing up a little to allow for some room between them to practice in. “A good goal in mind when attacking someone is to force them to the ground or into a corner so they can’t retreat. One bad thing about forcing someone to the ground is that they can go after your legs and knock you down on your back in no time. Then again, with your speed I doubt they’d be able to. Aim for soft spots, like the stomach and face. Avoid shoulders generally, unless you have some sort of sharp object, not that I’m promoting killing your opponent but I’m just saying it as a, ah, suggestion,” she replied, putting up her fists for Bleez to mimic.

“You’ll want to block a little bit so they can’t get you but you can get them, but honestly I doubt they’ll get that far. Oh, and go for the Achilles tendon or back of the knee if you have to as they’re an easy way to bring someone bigger, faster, and stronger than you down to their knees,” she added, vaguely wondering if someone would actively go after their target once they received such a grievous wound.