[Funkduder]

Funkduder squinted as the gust of wind came towards him, but he did not blink, expecting another icy spike to hit his heart or blade, depending on his reaction time. Instead, the monstrously icy opponent evolved and than charged him in primal fury. She was fast, but expecting an arrow of ice kept him more than prepared for her charge. He stepped closer to her as she appeared, slashing upwards at her clawing arm with the intention to cutting it clean off, and he pulled back on the flail with his other hand, knowing that the blood on the chain could stop the momentum if she got away. His plan seemed fool-proof.

((Given the opportunity, I just couldn't have resisted ^^'))