He walked in and without thinking, unleashed his claws and blocked the heavy object that came at him. He retracted his claws and pulled back his arm inches from her vulnerable neck. Her eyes, no longer glimmering with tears, flashed fire at him.
"Human, have you lost your sense? I could have hurt you." He'd slashed through the ceremonial club which he'd kept around for when she was ready to claim him. He'd have to synthesize an exact copy for the other warriors.
Without answering, she screamed, "Keeah," and came at him again. He had to quickly step back, afraid she'd break her delicate bones on his tough skin and bones. Human bones were extremely fragile compared to a Zyrgin's.
He jumped back to avoid a rather odd-looking roundhouse kick. "Woman, stop this immediately, you will hurt yourself." Whoever had trained her had obviously wanted her to lose any fight. She was worse than a pre-change warrior.