Warned the instant the Viper's somatic system activated Ivana snapped into motion, ripping her blade from the sheath, whirling and hacking through the early morning sky. The biometrically effictiant draw and cut, reminicent of Iaijustu, combined with the prior warning, are enough to allow Ivana's peak human body to outrace the action of the firearm and the rate-of-burn of the powder. Due to the strained angle and distance between the blade and the target Ivana is only capable of clipping the rear of the round, sending it tumbling off into the ground with a white puff of snow.
Ivana stood with her blade extended to her right, the metal singing with the 'innnnng' of fine steel; pitch perfect. The steel song filled the courtyard and echoed from the mountains. Ivana waited until the last note faded away and sheathed the blade with a snap. "Insult me again 'brother' and I'll be DNA testing your severed head."
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