Taking a few pellets in her foot distracted her from the on coming bottle and before she knew it she was stuck in the face with glass shards cutting her. Before the man could attack again she broke a blood vile in the palm of her hand, the glass tearing her skin allowing the blood to seep into her veins before closing off and healing the wounds she had just received.

In a flash she lunged off the counter, her coat flowing behind her, swinging her bone like clever and hoping the man didn't dodge out of the way. "releasing the blade would make this easier but there were to many people." she thought to herself right before landing.

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