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Kakra was confused when her arm wouldn't follow her. She realized she was now attached to the back of Ivan's head. She then felt an incredible pressure on her wrist that soon turned into searing pain as spikes punched clean through her arm. 

She screamed. She'd never felt anything like that before. She was so used to being invincible. Again she pulled only to feel something else stopping her. Her school jacket was stuck to Ivan's stump. She saw something spreading across it. She felt other little points of pressure. That got her focused again, though it was a fear driven focus. She dug her feet in, pushing away and then swung her arm like a blade at the stump, tearing her clothes free of it. She then twisted and pulled with all her might, tearing her arm free of Ivany hand, with the spikes still embedded in her. It was agony, but she was safe again. She fell onto her rear and scrambled back away.

She sat there panting, but soon realized Ivan was slow to follow her. Something seemed to be distracting him. Perhaps it was how she'd escaped as cleanly as she had.

She clenched her jaw and gripped the spikes in her arm and then pulled. They were long and at least one had hit bone. She swore she heard something crunch as she yanked them free, screaming through her teeth. She tossed them away and then held up her trembling arm. A glow washed over it and the pain and blood faded. She closed and opened her hand to prove to herself that everything was fine again.

Wide, tear stained eyes slowly turned back to Ivan. There was fear visible, but only for a moment. Now it was rage. And hate.

Fury.



[u][center][color=#FFC200]Kakra Power Multiplier: 16x[/color][/center][/u]
[u][center][color=#FFC200]Kakra Remaining Time: 7m[/color][/center][/u]