[Her empty hand grips his shoulder firmly as her foot lifts to kick out the back of his knee. She seeks to have him buckle under the pressure of her hand and the instability forced on him by removing the balance of his foothold.
There is no intent to kill. No blood lust. Such things aren't even being hidden. No, she needs him alive for now. In tact, but incapacitated. There is no joy in hurting him or delight in the fight. After all, a mage should render themselves transparent: merely a vehicle to achieve a goal.]
no subject
[Her empty hand grips his shoulder firmly as her foot lifts to kick out the back of his knee. She seeks to have him buckle under the pressure of her hand and the instability forced on him by removing the balance of his foothold.
There is no intent to kill. No blood lust. Such things aren't even being hidden. No, she needs him alive for now. In tact, but incapacitated. There is no joy in hurting him or delight in the fight. After all, a mage should render themselves transparent: merely a vehicle to achieve a goal.]