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Anne spinning was starting to make her dizzy, but she knew how to handle it, althought her stroke's would be off, she just needed one good strike to finish her. She knew the risks of this move, but she also knew the different paths she oculd use to make it better.

She saw Anya jump up in the air, which was expected, she probably knew as well that her blades couldn't have taken the blunt of her attack. She was also able to plan that her right leg wasn't strong enough for her to land on, so she had to wait an extra moment for her body to ajust to the left leg. Once her spin allowed her to do so, she stepped off, and kicked her foot at the ground. This motion would put her at an angle that her oppenent could counter. She turned at a quick angle, and thrust herself up at the girl. She was counting on the fact that Anya would try to deflect her, but she could always use the spear to break the swords again. Dispite the fact she knew this would be her final move, she put any energy she had left in her body, and forced her spinning to go even faster, makng sure she earned the right to wear her tribal paint.

The spinning would mean that even with a solid defence and count planned, she would be going to fast for her to use the blades to stop her, making sure that she hit her target. She took this moment to say sorry to her ancestors, as she knew she would likely fail, but was struck by courage not to give up until someone falls. Her spinning continued, as she tucked in her legs, making it an even faster stroke, her vision had returned to most of it's usual range. She saw that the way that Anya was holding her blades, she had a counter ready. As she was closer enough for an attack to reach, she continued the spin, making sure that Anya didn't make it out of this attack.