She can feel the struggles, and the longer it goes on, the more and more her goddess power helps her, lending strength and bending the odds in her favor.

Mostly, though, she just loves the thrill of combat, and feeling a worthy foe struggling. They've done this dance many times - and its always a fight to the very end.

She finally gets both wrists, pinning her down, body to body to limit the ability to struggle away, grinning savagely as she looks in Ara's eyes close up.

"Dost thou yield?"