Date: 2013-05-09 08:22 am (UTC)
She felt his teeth sink into her hand, breaking her skin, drawing blood. Her control was just no longer existent. All the martial arts training in the world couldn't have aided her in that moment, when all logical thought on how to beat him just flew away in a red haze. He'd brought so much pain to those she cared for, and now he dared to attack her. Oh no. The time for logical retaliation was fucking gone.

Snarling, she rammed her uninjured fist into his stomach, both to cause him pain and to make him release her other hand.
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