[i]Olivia didn't have much of a choice now - her shield still raised, she immediately plunged forwards with the round shield raised, practically slamming into Caye's head, or at least her helmet. The weapon's blade would hang over Olivia's body, though the hilt crashing down didn't help: it crashed into the shoulder, a groan escaping Olivia's helm as ceramite began to crack, her left shoulder throbbing with pain.[/i] [i]With her assault, Caye would be pushed back, her massive blade slicing against the dented metal as Olivia attempted to shrug it off. Backing off, she shrugged off the blunt damage and resumed position - she was right: Caye would parry and play counter, it seemed. As such, she held her spear behind her shield, beginning a circle again.[/i]