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Seeing that she’d successfully stopped the naked bat dude from coming closer to her, and even by some miracle managed to hit him [i]there[/i], Maya let out a shaky breath. Using the wall nearby to support her, she pulled herself back up to standing on shaking legs. All the sounds around her were muted, barely there through the intense ringing in her ears. She looked towards Lyss to see that she was still alright (Madison could definitely handle herself) but it seemed that she’d taken pretty good care of the other one.

And Taylor had run upstairs which meant they’d [i]hopefully[/i] get some backup soon.

She glanced towards the one she’d slammed into the wall to see him lunging towards one of the sigils. [i]No.[/i] She shouldn’t have taken her eyes off of him… she shouldn’t have stopped hitting him until she was sure he couldn’t get up. She prepared to hit him again but was too late as he activated the sigil and the strippers disappeared. 

“You piece of shit!” she shouted, even though it came out heavily accented and barely understandable (not that she could hear it herself). “I’m going to fucking-” she cut herself off, clenching her fists and realising that actions spoke louder than words… that she could barely speak, due to her current deafness. 

Maya took a clumsy step forward and held her hands up even as they shook with anger, slamming James with yet another blast of sound. It knocked her backwards against the wall, which she used to stop herself from falling even as she let out a hiss of pain. It was worth it to hit him again… and she’d keep doing it until every bone in his body was broken. She narrowed her eyes at him, ready to blast him again if he could still move.