[Espy]

...What?! Espy kicked off, pushing herself backwards in hopes of dodging the explosion, but not managing completely. It was a good thing her boots were metal-plated around the ankles; running barefoot in the sand would mean sinking. A lot. More tatters to her jacket...bleeding tail...Demo will not be awfully happy, she thought as she fell backwards into the sand. Espy massaged her legs, also hurt by the explosion.

She snorted at the mention of honor. It wasn't something she cared too much about, what with using underhanded tricks to win duels.

Espy scrambled to her feet, took a short run, then disappeared for a split second to materialize behind the man. She'd probably fare better up close, she figured, as she swung one bladed hand at his neck.