The product of a more peaceful time, indeed… If only they'd the time to appreciate it. K'pandolu drew her claws, glancing over the soldiers- six to their five, including Ashelia. But she appeared less than certain with her sword, and the tactics of the others… was unlike the gladiators she knew of. So, then…

She focused her energies into Fists of Earth, fists glowing for a moment, and moved to tackle the mage first, before slamming her fists down on the earth. It wasn't her strongest attack, but hopefully it would serve her purpose- to draw attention to her. She could hold on for a little while- long enough, with any luck.