[i]Instead of charging once again, Olivia slammed the end of her spear onto the marble floor, the metallic tip pointed upwards. She only stared at Alyssa, the golden lion helm growling as if it was still hungering for violence, although the one that bore the helmet did not. As Alyssa rose up, Olivia raised the spear and swung it to her side, beginning to slowly approach the mage, her footsteps booming loudly over the marble floor. She wasn't going to attack as viciously or brutishly as before, considering Alyssa's physical strength and the fact that she could actually die.[/i]