Hilda flicked the war fan in her hands, creating a massive gale of qi that blasted the inquisitor and the disciple backwards. The filed the fan and rushed towards them, flipping over the swords they both tried to use to slice at her. She was fast, way too fast, in fact Divyat would unabashedly say that she was faster than him and by a long shot too.
Before the two could turn around she had already spun and surged forwards, slamming her clasped fan into the back of the Inquisitor's neck. Her form blasted forwards, rolling head over heels as she spun over the pier and tumbled into the water. Hildaused the fan to deflect the sword that was coming her way, and with so much ease it was as if she was fighting with a child. The sword went flying to the side as Hilda stepped forward and grabbed her neck and raised her up into the sky, her feet kicking as she struggled to get free.
