Harley cried out as a knife dug into the meat of her thigh. That did not however put her off course and she planted a foot hard onto Donatello's chest, shoving off it and landing a few buffalo away. She had hoped to knock him off his mount but now her main focus was figuring out if the knife hat hit an artery. She yanked it out and a spurt of blood told her even if it hadn't, she was in deeper trouble every minute she drug this fight out.