[She watches it twitch, and she feels the same absurd, furious reaction as before. She's too tired to analyze it. She's too tired to do much of anything, but she drags herself free from the tangle of pipes anyway, giving into the emotion easily. She's always been an emotional person.]
[She'll kill it. It's already done so much to her, and she hates that she can't even defend herself, so she'll kill it—]
[Blood smears behind her injured leg as she drags herself. She isn't sure where or what she is dragging herself to, but she needs—something. She can't kill it without a tool. It's purely by luck that her hand lands on a fragment of broken pipe—the same one she kicked free, the metal having ricocheted and rolled vaguely back in the her direction after it had striking the monster earlier.]
[She isn't a strong person, and especially not with the adrenaline draining from her body now, but she takes that pipe and strikes the creature about the head over and over again, making up for power and focus with pure tenacity.]
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[She'll kill it. It's already done so much to her, and she hates that she can't even defend herself, so she'll kill it—]
[Blood smears behind her injured leg as she drags herself. She isn't sure where or what she is dragging herself to, but she needs—something. She can't kill it without a tool. It's purely by luck that her hand lands on a fragment of broken pipe—the same one she kicked free, the metal having ricocheted and rolled vaguely back in the her direction after it had striking the monster earlier.]
[She isn't a strong person, and especially not with the adrenaline draining from her body now, but she takes that pipe and strikes the creature about the head over and over again, making up for power and focus with pure tenacity.]