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01/17/11(Mon)02:14 No.13550160Danna looked at Prym, then at her and her sister, then at him. She reached for the knife he had kicked in her direction, but it was at least two arm lengths away. The girl reached for it, tried to stand and take it up, but winced and cried out from the pain of her wound.Prym continued forward, less than five steps away now. She paused.
"Do it."
Prym let out a final sob, Danna stared up the girl.
"Please, we can all-" Danna was cut short. Prym screamed, and slashed wildly at the wounded child kneeling at her feet. Two strikes were low, but they drew blood, welling from Danna's chest. Another, higher this time. But Danna had bent down lower, reflexively shielding herself from the pain of the onslaught, it struck empty air.
Danna fell to her side, howling from the pain of the new wounds, she curled up as tight as she could. Prym paused, unsure how to proceed. Danna focused for a moment, and with the last of her strength, kicked out with all she could muster.
It wan't much, but it caught Prym by surprise and she fell, her head hitting hard on the stone beneath them. For a moment Danna thought she had won, but soon enough Prym stirred, then stood once more, the knife still held tight in her hand. She watched the girl circle around behind Danna, apparently wary of another kick.
Prym knelt behind Danna. The wounded girl struggled, but was growing weak. Prym yanked back on her hair, the girl cried out, and with a flash, the knife found its aim. It bit deep into her throat. Danna struggled, sluggishly, but her arms were so heavy, she could barely lift them, and soon she lay still, and moved no more. |