Red Star kept a firm hold on her wrist and barely moved when she flipped and kicked his head. "If that it?" He asked as he yanked her back down. She would hit anything, but he'd have a better hold of her and she'd probably end up dangling over the edge of the branch. "You can put an end to this, but letting go of the knife. It's that simple." He told her hoping she'd just give in. May couldn't beat him in hand to hand combat when he got serious. No way. Not Black Star's kid who'd gone through some hellish training with his father.