As Aria's fist connects with nothing but air, you duck to the side, avoiding her follow-up kick as well. She spins around, catching sight of you again before you can retreat further. "You're good," she admits grudgingly. "But I won't go down that easily."

Her expression hardens into a grim mask, and with renewed determination, she launches another assault on your position.

Aria laughs bitterly, reaching out to grab the back of your head. She lifts you off your feet and tosses you in the air like a ragdoll. Then, she lands with grace and control, her legs wrapped tight around yours to support her weight. As she does so, she pulls a small object from within her belt. It's a small silver ball that lights up when she moves it.