Quite The Opposite

With a quick flick of her hands, Baen had dispersed the shadows, and she, along with them. She was behind him now and she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, tightening her upper arm muscles, slightly restricting his air flow. "They don't call me a mercenary for nothing." she said darkly, suddenly letting go and pushing him from her, intent on making him fall. Quickly she pulled her katana from her back and held it in front of her, smoke-like shadows spilling off of it like tendrils. "You don't want to fight me." She said.