"All I need is a drop..." Inanna commented, before exhaling.
It would be the second time since she'd come out of the 'Crucible' that she'd get the chance to do this. The last perhaps, that much was fair to say; but who cared about something so immaterial as one's end? Certainly not she... and at the end of the day she'd grown quite bored holding back.
So taking a deep breath, Inanna's grip tightened on her blade.
"Now fight like you mean it, Lampton."
Fingers curling into a fist, the woman gestured and shot forward far faster than she had done previously; and with far less resistance than should've been possible... had she not been able to manipulate gravity. The form she chose to engage with Lampton in however, was... odd.
Though it allowed for the weaving in of attacks both martial, and magnificent; each swing of her blade accompanied by a flurry of blows, that discharged precision bursts of Hakai. Which would make it obvious at least... that she meant to at the very least cripple the Angel, if she connected.