Steps into a flail range

Her adversary stepped forward and began to whirl the spiked orb around his head. The chain spiralled higher and higher, the heavy metal sphere at its end scything through the air with enough force and velocity to remove Grimalkin’s head from her body.

But not for nothing was Grimalkin the assassin of the Malkin witches. Timing her attack to perfection, she stepped inside the orbit of the whirling orb and struck straight at the left eye-slit of the helmet, her blade rasping against metal to miss by less than the width of a finger.

B6 C15