The girl hadn't originally intended to fight back, though a blow as hard as that she would rather not have to deal with later on, of course she couldn't allow them not to injure her at all. As the girl darted forward Anastasia lilted to the side, turning while the woman came forward and the blow landed, glancing across her ribs. Death felt two break beneath the fist though while her she was still close she leaned toward her and whispered. [color=9e0b0f]"Try harder."[/color] The words hung in the air, vibrating there where the vibrations the sound made grew to a low ringing. Her eyes followed to the male as she leaned her head back, the bandage over her neck blooming with pink again.

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