Nasir didn't waste time. He kicked at her, trying to keep her still on the ground. There was no response to his half formed name. He didn't feel like Nasir anymore. He didn't feel like Tiberius either or a gladiator. He was this thing-- transformed and ugly and he didn't even care any longer.

While he kicked, he brought his crowbar down over her head, planning to knock her out for good so he could finish her off.