Nasir had tried to roll aside so she kicked his back instead of his vulnerable stomach but he was only halfway into it when her foot connected with his body. He groaned but pushed himself up with one arm, even if he was a little shaky.

He readjusted his grip on the crowbar but didn't lunge yet. Steadying himself, he looked at his enemy. Weak. He could kill her so easily if he had a spear, if he weren't injured, if he didn't have a blinding rage blocking any thoughts of how to go about this.

With a grunt, he threw himself at her again.