"Quite the gentlemale huh? Do you always punch others before asking their name?"
*tsk* *tsk*
"However; my name is Sula if you must know, but most of those who know me usually call me Swift. Now, as much as you seem like a nice beastkin to talk to, pretty sure now is not the time. You can find me at the Wind Reaver camp after I win this match."
With a burst of wind anima, the female beastkin attacked with renewed fury. Several punches full of speed slammed in Noxtis' direction, the deadly metal spikes proving to be quite deadly. Still slightly numb from the dislocated arm, Noxtis felt the pressure mounting as he could barely keep up with such a fierce and rapid attack pattern.
