Forearms are small targets, and extremely mobile given their location on the body. Somewhere in the back of my mind, it strikes me that trying to aim for the forearm was a bad idea on her part, given how readily I could just move it out of the way. This tiny vestige of logic is hidden underneath a screaming mass of terror and pain as her blade impales the flesh of my arm and cuts it open - a flesh wound, not the disabling strike she was apparently going for after I yanked my arm out of the way, but painful enough to force an agonised scream from me, blood is flowing from the wound, it hurts too much, I can't think, my being has focused on the injury and the insane lady who caused it, who's trying to kill me-

'No- no, you- GET AWAY-!'

And then a most curious thing happens. From my perspective, I seem to generate a shockwave of some sort, flinging her and her weapon across the smallish area, almost pushing her to the edge of the ring. I'm slightly confused as to what just happened, but I imagine this is one of those... powers... that the demon from before mentioned. Apparently, I can create shockwaves, though instinct tells me that this is but one extreme of the ability I just exhibited.

It, and the sudden slightly drained feeling I have, also tell me that I'll probably not be able to pull that off again more than once. Got to figure out what else it does quickly, then... standing up again, I switch my knife to my undamaged arm's hand, and slowly edge towards her, still antsy in case she does something unpredictable. If I have a fantastic power, so does she, and hers might be far stronger than "just" a shockwave... or at least more directly harmful. Because seriously, I don't want to die. Gotta be ready to dodge, or what have you...