[Sternenlied]

I can make it!
I know I can!
But he is still not showing any signs of defeat. The lust for battle still resides in his eyes, now getting flooded with anger.
As he is mocking me I almost succumb to the rage at his arrogance but I can fight it back, I can stay focused on the fight at hand. A snarl at him, wondering why he doesn't counterattack.
Not willing to take any chances I launch myself up to my feet again, twisting my body around, letting my hips follow the move. Blasting all my strength into the blow I thrust at his injured arm.