more like cat to me. are the next pairs up?

who am I fighting next?

this could get interesting then, just as well i fed tonight she watches as the fight in the ring ends and Blade's name is called looks like I'm up, wish me luck she stands up and heads to the ring

from the moment the two step in the ring the atmosphere is eletric, then PDs opponent rushes her, a burring line, and just when it seems like she is going to take a flying lesson she steps to the side and sticks out her foot. however instead of doing the expected fall to the ground her opponent rolled and turned to face her, they both take their stances and all the audience can see is the two figures moving in what seems to be slow motion.
PD then comes up with an idea, she pretends to falter, making her opponent feel like he has the upperhand, then when he brings his guard down enough she delivers a shattering blow to his nose, followed quickly by punches to the stomach, finally doing a backflip and knocking him flying into a corner. Panting, she waits for the all clear and leaves the ring
lets get out of here, quickly

ok. i'll see you there. whats that screaming i hear?

to find PD also running to help them, although she is herself not Blade yes, i know i was meant to be leaving but i'm not letting them get away with this, and I want to kick some ass in my own form this time

*Confident that her "little sister" could handle herself in the brawl, Penth waded into the attackers but she had no sooner engaged her first opponent when she heard PD scream in the mindlink.

DUCK!

Without hesitation, Penth dropped to the ground as her first opponent, who she had believed to be out cold or at least stunned, sailed over her head and crashed into the man she had been preparing to engage. Taking advantage of her position, Penth executed a leg sweep, knocking another of the would be kidnappers to the ground. A quick blow rendered him unconscious and she sprang to her feet in time to see a wicked double edged sword descending towards her unprotected skull. The gloves are off....
Penth closed her fists, pressing her fingers hard against the triggers snugged into the palms of her hands, straightened her wrists and threw up her left hand. The descending sword was caught by the three razor sharp blades that snapped out of the armguard on her forearm. Three more emerged from her right hand armguard giving her the functional equivalent of claws. The man behind the sword had just enough time to realize that his attempt at murder had failed. Then Penth slashed him with her free hand as she disarmed him and tossed his sword aside with the other. He fell dying and, hearing a shout, Penth turned and faced again, the first man....

in the mean time, PD is leaving a large trail of bodies as she makes her way over to the van to unlock until.
unlike penth she is not showing fangs, but the blaze in her eyes made all of her opponents look slightly nervous. "come and get me boys" she says.  executing a triple twist backflip whilst activating her bootknife and planting it straight into one of the goons infront of her

in a brief lull in the oncoming horde of prototypes, PD sees Penth battling the big brute and in one move fulls her compound bow from her pocket nothces an arrow and releases, watching it soar straight into the back of his skull...however, the brute seems to get only more annoyed, so she looses a volley of arrows into him.

PD follows her lead, folding and storing her bow, drawing her sword and swipes him clean through the middle, and turns around to stick the person trying to creep up behind her.

just making sure he was dead.  sems a bit unfair on them now i've brought my sword out she says as she draws a straight line down the middle of her next enemy. she wipes off her sword  and puts it back in its sheath, whilst jumping and doing the splits to knock out two more thats better. I get more fun this way....and, come ti think of it, practice for my next fight

I agree. Mind if I take my bike? I need to swing by the apartment for a change of clothes. oh and you don't have to worry about Blade, i created an illusion of him which Hugh drove to the apartment.

*An hour later, Penth had firmly established her presence at the Club -- in case she needed an alibi -- and was watching the late evening newscast on a small television in her office while she did some paperwork. As the newscast progressed, her slight concern deepened into a frown. There was NO mention of the carnage behind the venue where the MMA event had been held. The disturbance that had ended the night's matches prematurely was mentioned in passing and was blamed on drunken. rowdy fans. A spokesman for the promoters was quoted as saying that the remaining matches would be rescheduled as soon as possible and that alcohol sales would be prohibited after the first round of matches. The fact that at least a dozen maimed and likely dead men were in the alley behind the arena was not mentioned at all. The promoters didn't have enough clout to cover something like that up. The hair on the back of Penth's neck stirred, just a little. Someone with enough clout to cover up a dozen dead men was involved....*