[Rae'vyn Kaldres]

Feth it. Rae’vyn’s eye widened a little, her limp arm draped across her stomach, the syringe skittering across the floor. Watching him step back slowly, Rae’vyn’s eyes narrowed. Great now she would be either hit, cut, or killed. Feth it.

The metal arm twitched under the pressure placed on the wrist. Her long blue black hair was used to pull back her head, her pride, along with her eyes, now this man would die most painfully. Ceasing all movement, the pain in her eye causing it to water awfully, blood no doubt mixed with the tears now. The blue went steely grey then red, her eye changing colour to fit with the blood sitting in its corner.

Trying to wriggle her metal arm out of the chain, her shoulder cracking as it sat in the cruelly twisted position, Rae’vyn growled at this man. The knife, she saw the glint, she felt the cool steel against her side and the hot slicing pain between her ribs, coming across her torso, just below her breasts.

Rae’vyn didn’t scream, she wouldn’t give him that satisfaction; instead she bit her lip until the blood trickled down her chin, countering the pain with another, quickly controlling the intensity of the pain. It showed in her eyes, how could it not, it really hurt.

Rae’vyn’s arm continually twitched, the chains cutting into her skin. She couldn’t truly feel this pain, but Rae’vyn concentrated on cutting away the flesh, all the way about her wrist, focusing everything on this task, hopefully she could tear away the flesh, allowing the claw to escape and slash out at this man. Gritting her teeth against the knife, Rae’vyn watched the maniac, her arm twitching frantically and blood tickling her arm as it rushed down.