Ophelia winced when he head-butted her and moved her off of him. She was about to recover when grabbed her again and tossed her onto her stomach, pinning her arms behind her back. She wiggled a little under him, trying to figure out what knee was on her. When she had, she rolled away from him. Due to him holding her, she dragged him with her, rolling him under her. Her arms were still trapped but now she could move more. She pulled her arms apart as best she could before moved them, straining his wrists, forcing him to let go. She jumped back to her feet and turned to face him, ready.