She glared at him, but him using a knife meant he had shorter reach. That was good. She shifted in her crouch, pain flaring and threatening to burst the bubble of the emptiness.

She didn't have much time, he had her cornered and as getting closer every second.

Only prey wait for the kill little one, if you can see no way out at all then just fight and fight some more. At least you'll go down with dignity.

Kant was the wisest person she knew, so without another moments pause she used her good leg to launch herself into a roll, pain screaming through her as she tried to barrel into him, driving her knife in the direction of his leg.