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Kali clenched her jaw tight when she saw the motion. She knew what was coming even before the dumb fox pulled her to him. It still hurt like a sonovabitch, but at least she was already scowling. No one would be able to tell the pain of it from the anger. Anger was a great thing to hold onto, especially for right now, dealing with cuffs that she'd need to harness all the magical energy she had to overcome if she wanted to get out of them. Which meant not trying to until she could afford the energy. Of course, that might not work, but she had to be patient to bide her time until she could properly try. Trying to run while she was injured as she was would do her no good; it was the entire reason she stayed put, and now had a foot helping pin her down.

[color=crimson][i]Patronizing bastard[/i][/color], the fire mage thought with a huff. Of course he wouldn't have believed her. [i]Of course[/i] he would think she was just making it up. Because he was entirely too right with the reasons he listed. She had no proof - though that was true even before the town was in ashes - and she ran. And, unfortunately, yes...she had burned something down out of anger before. But that was years ago. It was something that got her a reputation for new members of the guild, but also something that got her a reputation to make some jobs easier. 

She couldn't fight back the grunt of the shock helping force her heart to beat normal. Not that it would do anything for the rib impacting her lung, but whatever. She had bigger things to worry about. Like getting out of these cuffs, and...or...hurting him enough she could get enough distance to get out of them herself and heal.

Grabbing his hand, she quickly yanked him off balance to get his arm in a lock using her full body. "[color=crimson]Yeah, well, it's not like fixing a heart arrhythmia is going to fix a punctured rib. Now, let me out of these cuffs, or I will snap your arm.[/color]" She growled the demand, and put more pressure on the joints to try to help sell her threat.