The kicks land on Molotov's knees and calves, but those aren't the weak part of her, and so she brushes them off like they'd been from a child. Her fury is so focused, so blinding right now, that it's astounding when she throws a punch and lands it directly on Eponine's eye.

She feels the orbital bone crunch under her fist. What gall this foul little wench has, to think that she exists in the same realm as Molotov? That Tom would ever choose such a stupid, weak girl over his red gloriosa?

There's one more punch before she wrenches the knife from Eponine's neck so that the blood gushes out faster, so that her blood pressure will drop instantly. But she's petty, so Molotov stabs her once more on the other side of her jugular. Just for funsies.