Sunset looked up from her book, “Astronomia Nova" to glance at the voice speaking to her. She took notice of the former siren circling her, and she rolled her, sighing to herself and flipping the page.
“Aria, was it?” She said dully. “What do you want?”
Sunset saw the siren charging at her with her head down, but all that did was give her a good opening to grab her by the twin pigtails, wrench her head back, and bring her kneecap right into her nose, once twice, three times in rapid succession.
“Stay. Down!” She said, throwing her off to the side in heap. She spat off to the positioned herself back in her crouching stance, prepared to keep throwing punches if the siren got back up.
Like a stunned animal, for a moment Aria was subdued. She scrambled on the ground and then rolled over onto her back, clutching her bloody nose. But the command to stay down– like she was some kind of disobedient pet– only boiled her blood more and she struggled up, on all fours. She sucked in a deep breath.
She scream she let out had enough blast power to knock over most people. The park was filled with the hellish shriek of the siren, aimed to knock Sunset off her feet.
Thankfully, Sunset wasn’t most people. She had only heard tales about the infamous Siren Shriek. It was stated that without magical protection or proper hearing protection, the damage from the shriek could cause someone to go deaf.
Sunset groaned aloud as the blast hit her, pushing her back a few inches, but she dug her boots in tight pushed forward, refusing to fall. Her ears rang with a high pitched tone, but she managed to power through it and block it out, giving her head a shake.
While the blast was loud, she didn’t think it was as powerful as it should have been, especially since she had given Aria that blow to the throat earlier. If Sunset hadn’t have done that, she might been in trouble.