When she saw him again, she wanted to drive her knuckles into his face and grind it hard. That irritating smirk, that aura of superiority; it pissed her beyond comprehension.
And she couldn't a damn thing about it. She knew that he could kill her in one swipe and he was just toying with her. He knew that she knew and that just made everything even worse. Her body was hurt all over and she couldn't stop herself from trembling. She coughed and bright speckled blood smeared the floor before her.
"Get up, girl. Or are you afraid?" He taunted. That infuriating smirk.
Yeah, her whole body hurt all over. She pushed herself up and slipped into a steady stance before charging forward.
But who the hell gives a damn anyway?
She charges with blind justice.