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Thrid Person POV
Dorne, 295 AC.
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In the training yard at Sunspear, silence fell as a woman, known to all as being pregnant, placed the enormous hammer on her shoulder while calmly walking into the circle where the confrontation was to take place. Nymeria looked on with some surprise, wondering how the woman managed to carry it without any discomfort.
Seryna stopped in the middle of the circle, staring her down. The Dornish woman began to walk, albeit cautiously, Nymeria stopped a few meters from her opponent with her scimitar raised.
"We can start whenever you're ready," Seryna commented calmly.
"Tsk." Nymeria did not like the arrogance of that remark at all.
"This can't be happening..." Arianne commented, still distanced.
"I've heard from the Artican men that that metal is unique and lightweight, but that hammer is too much for a woman to use. Is he really going to let his pregnant wife fight like this?" Trystane
"..." Nyra did not comment, just kept watching.
Unable to hold back any longer, Nymeria launched her attack against the woman, believing her speed would be much faster than the adversary with that giant weapon. "Take this then!" She shouted and launched a frontal slash.
Seryna saw it coming and aimed the hammer at the trajectory after calculating it, she simply pushed the hammer forward easily, making the opponent's blade collide and quickly bounce off the hard surface of the eldenmetal.
"Tsk." Nymeria, though caught by surprise, clicked her tongue and started another attack from Seryna's left side, who positioned the tip of the hammer once again with the sound of metal clashing against each other, and the giant didn't stop there, dragging the hammer through the air and striking with the handle at the girl within her reach, Nymeria found herself being thrown to the side by the impact she received.
She quickly fell to the ground as her sword escaped from her hand, leaving all the Dornish even more astonished. "What are these women made of..." Oberyn could not help asking with some caution, first it was a 10-year-old girl with some difficulty, managed to stop Obara and now Nymeria was being toyed with by a woman with a hammer and pregnant.
"Nymeria..." Ellaria spoke cautiously next to her, looking at her daughter on the ground.
"This isn't over!" Just like what happened with Obara, Nymeria growled, getting up and grabbing her scimitar again. This time no one interfered and Seryna just nodded as if it was nothing, even with the hateful eyes of the Dornishwoman.
She launched a wild attack as soon as she ran towards the Artican, who responded by moving the hammer with grace and agility, Seryna parried the furious attacks of her opponent with some ease, she began to push the opponent again to the opposite side and it didn't take long for her to fall to the ground.
"Once more!" Nymeria shouted and stood up again with a new face of anger, Seryna just nodded as if she was dealing with a child.
The other Sand Snakes saw their sister once again fighting against someone who seemed to be just playing with her.
"HEY! What is she doing?" Tyene saw a strange movement from her sister, as she attacked with one hand and placed the other hand on her waist.
Jon also noticed this and widened his eyes as Nymeria took a throwing knife, driven by the humiliation she was suffering and threw it at Seryna.
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