'This bitch is crazy.' Blood thought to himself, grinning. If it was a fight she wanted, it'd be a fight she'd get.

This time he let himself fall, claw marks and small dents began to surface on the armor, this time instead of shoving her off he pressed the broadside of his blade to her back and held her tight, he quickly landed several powerful right hooks to various locations on her head and upper body. More claw marks and dents formed during the half struggle half fight, moving his blade off her back he delivered a swift upper cut to her chin, forcing her backwards. 

He pushed himself up off the ground and roared louder than ever, it echoed throughout the city, and if comms had gotten ticked on somehow anyone with theirs on would be momentarily defeaned. 

He was aiming to wound her enough that she couldn't fight, she was an asset not some random plaything. He tried to keep himself calm and concise, but sadly those words didn't have much meaning to him so he'd have to make due with simply 'don't kill her'.