Purely out of spite, Pikatok reached into her wound and tore out a chunk of the bone hard flesh. With a reaction that was larger than life and faster than the eye, she threw the chunk like a frisbee towards Kei'Taro's right eye. She knew she had lost this battle the moment her strike gave her no ground. So in her defeat she hoped to at least blind the beast master's eye.

As the thunder crashed into her, during her desperate throw, her chest seized and she fell flat to the ground. The shock coursed through her body as she lay on the ground, convulsing in agony. If she didn't die here, facedown in the snow, she likely wouldn't walk again for a month. 

Let alone fight.

Pikatok groaned and gritted her teeth as she lay there helpless. The darkness creeping into the corners of her vision as she begins to fade into unconsciousness.

She wasn't angry that she lost.

She was angry because she wouldn't have any last words.