[ The swing catches her in the head, more due to how she opts to pull the syringe out over ducking. It's a split-second decision, but she can roll with it. She'll go down with that punch, only to roll out of the way of his fists as they come down. He can pound sand dirt, literally. ]
Not just for me.
[ From the ground, she lashes out with a boot, hard. Rolling out of the way had given her easy access to aim at the side of a knee, and that's what she lashes out for. Joints are vulnerable, no matter how big someone is. ]
action;
sanddirt, literally. ]Not just for me.
[ From the ground, she lashes out with a boot, hard. Rolling out of the way had given her easy access to aim at the side of a knee, and that's what she lashes out for. Joints are vulnerable, no matter how big someone is. ]