[i]Jolting forwards as Lucien had done so suddenly, Irina made it a tip priority to dodge the incoming bullets, jolting to her left and right as each of the cartridges that Lucien fired then flew past her body and head. Her biggest priority was to dodge or hope to endure any fired projectiles at the moment; while open wounds would give her the capability of utilizing and manipulating her own blood, she didn't want to face extreme pain or something of the sort. [/i] [i]She was incapable of dodging the incoming pellets spread by the blast, as some small beads embedded themselves into clothing and eventually, flesh. While she grimaced, the pain was still something she could withstand - although blood had already began to pour from holes within Irina's very clothing.[/i] [i]As Lucien thrusted with his own sword, Irina then turned her own body, to where his blade barely passed by her stomach. Utilizing this, she immediately jabbed forwards with her dagger in her left towards her opponent's solar plexus, throwing herself at him in an attempt to knock him over. The move was risky, but if done properly, could benefit her.[/i]