Grua felt a strong sting on her wrist, as Ethan's blade touched, and she stepped back. She looked down at her bloody wrist and placed her hand on the cut. Wincing and currently distracted at touching some underneath meat, she saw a blade fly close to her from the corner of her eye. Before she could make up what was going on, a sharp pain inflicted on her stomach. She placed her other hand on it, and looked at it. It was bleeding heavily; scoffing, she looked up at Ethan. "I wouldn't do that..." She said lying, as she regripped her sword with both hands now, and charged to Ethan. Crouching down, she swong her leg into Ethan's legs. Knocking him off his feet and slamming onto the ground on his side.