[ It's a brief battle of strength between Ciri and the armed man, trying to grapple the weapon between them. His swearing at her cuts off in a wet, strangled cry. Ciri's thrown all her weight into her attacker's arm, forcing the sharpened end of the bone into the base of his own throat.
Before a rock hits her hard in the shoulder, and she hisses out a curse as well, shoving the dying man away from her to reorient toward the rock-throwing fucker. ]
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Before a rock hits her hard in the shoulder, and she hisses out a curse as well, shoving the dying man away from her to reorient toward the rock-throwing fucker. ]