[She's spent so much of her time in-combat fighting monsters and shit that the lack of meaningful resistance is kind of shocking.
Erika lets up a little, realizing she actually has the upper hand, dropping back to the ground with one last knee to his ribs, and planting herself between Maya and Hungryman. She's slightly hunched over at first, in a defensive-looking stance like a cornered cat, but then she glances down the hall and spots two entire adults sprinting their way.
Glances back up at the target of her ire.
Worth it, she appears to decide, sets her shoulders back, and aggresses the bastard again. She's not literally on him anymore, but she keeps advancing, glaring and jabbing and even stomping at him like she's trying to scare away an animal. If she doesn't make him cry, she's going to get caught trying. This is the fate Erika embraces.]
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Erika lets up a little, realizing she actually has the upper hand, dropping back to the ground with one last knee to his ribs, and planting herself between Maya and Hungryman. She's slightly hunched over at first, in a defensive-looking stance like a cornered cat, but then she glances down the hall and spots two entire adults sprinting their way.
Glances back up at the target of her ire.
Worth it, she appears to decide, sets her shoulders back, and aggresses the bastard again. She's not literally on him anymore, but she keeps advancing, glaring and jabbing and even stomping at him like she's trying to scare away an animal. If she doesn't make him cry, she's going to get caught trying. This is the fate Erika embraces.]