Okun's strike came came easier than Sabine expected, but from his position he didn't have the leverage to do much damage. She was glad that she had decided to try block it, as if not then he might have caught her on her recently fixed rib and broken it again before it could perfectly recover. In any case, Sabine now stood over Okun with a firm grip on one of his arms and he no longer had the space to wriggle free. Just as planned, Sabine tugged hard on his arm with all her strength, pulling him up to his side, then she brought her weight down upon him, twisting his arm so that he was pinned with his chest to the ground. She had first intended to do so with her knee pressing into his back, but with how disoriented she was becoming she settled for just landing her entire body on his torso.

She held onto his arm and kept him on the ground as best as she could. It was only in that pause that she noticed how quickly she was breathing. If she kept holding on, maybe Okun would submit before Sabine lost all of her energy to the poison.

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Janius rolled one shoulder and tried to recall Meesei's stance. "I think Meesei still respects the Hist, and still hears them. That's what she said to me. She has accepted that she will go to the hunting grounds when she dies though. She is a fervent worshipper of Hircine, I think she would like nothing more than to be by his side when she dies." Janius' brow lowered slightly, "But I think, from the sound it, it was her own decision. I am unsure, you would have to ask her yourself." His face relaxed, "I think she is a very different person to you. She became a werewolf for different reasons. Still, some circumstances were similar. Perhaps it would help if you were to talk to her as well. She is a wiser person than myself."